<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:47:09.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'illusion</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-8864180264149394943</id><published>2009-06-06T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:24:22.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i just solved elucidation qn 27! omw im so relieved. spent the past hour or so wrecking my brains over it. almost wanted to give up and go to sleep, coz margaret also took super long trying to solve it the other day, what more me trying to solve it at 1am. but even when i put it aside i couldn't stop thinking about it. then finally when i was brushing my teeth, i received enlightenment!! conclusion: if you're stuck, brush teeth =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;today was an extremely long and dreadful day (9 to 9), and so is tmr =( spent more than 20mins trying to hail a cab. during that period i kept thinking about the yomeishu ad (the lady who had poor blood circulation and scared all the cab drivers away coz she looked like a ghost) praying that that wasn't happening to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;my body aches =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-8864180264149394943?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/8864180264149394943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=8864180264149394943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8864180264149394943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8864180264149394943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-solved-elucidation-qn-27-omw-im.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-3748746613595416793</id><published>2009-05-12T00:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:08:36.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;you know how they say too many cooks spoil the broth but right now i think it'd be terrific if i had an extra brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;brain #1 will memorize aim, method, and theory and reliability. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;brain #2 will memorize procedure and safety considerations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and it'd be even better if there were a brain #3 to memorize all the other crap for lecture test. but then again, who cares about lecture test. SPA &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; lecture test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;This week's eat all you can buffet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;chem lecture test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;chem SPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;econs test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;bio SPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;RCLF dry run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(and loads more crap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but then again, im really thankful for the great friends that i hv been blessed with. they brighten up my day =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha i think sometimes we do really childish things (e.g. things which we last did in pri sch) but that's what happens when you study till you go kuku x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;epic fail #1: grace's table got owned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SghYcZ6S8XI/AAAAAAAAAT4/CRtNdAbyqIE/s1600-h/IMG_0953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334611003635331442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SghYcZ6S8XI/AAAAAAAAAT4/CRtNdAbyqIE/s400/IMG_0953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;ro, pls dont kill me for this video, and thnx for failing to delete it from my phone =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;epic fail #2: we were playing guess the song game (ro &amp;amp; wendy were supposed to act out the song being played on their ipod while we guessed it) and WINNER ro got a bit too distracted by the camera + she thought i was taking a photo 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SghYcZ6S8XI/AAAAAAAAAT4/CRtNdAbyqIE/s72-c/IMG_0953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5891367172168988308</id><published>2009-04-07T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:23:09.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;late nights are always the best for emo-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have rekindled my love for "if we hold on together" by diana ross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i remember how aunty peggy spent numerous lessons trying to teach me the song on the piano. when i think of aunty peggy i think of her umbrella x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;been rather cranky recently =( but today kind of turned out to be much better than expected. being trapped in a bomb shelter for 3hours on monday evenings doesn't seem that bad after all. mr billy is really funny, even if he doesnt intend to be so. plus, the food there really perks us up. we were totally pigging out the whole way. next week we're gona try the mee goreng, incentive to arrive early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i love watching shows, especially dramas. tragic dramas make me appreciate my current life, since the problems i face pale in comparison to those depicted in the dramas. light-hearted dramas on the other hand help me toss aside any stress/worries and bring me into a whole new realm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i realise my posts at unearthly hours tend to be nonsensical. i shall stop here, lest i begin lamenting about how i forgot to have breakfast in sch this morning and ate imaginary macaroni and cheese during math lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5891367172168988308?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5891367172168988308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5891367172168988308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5891367172168988308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5891367172168988308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2009/04/late-nights-are-always-best-for-emo-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-130020064960252176</id><published>2009-02-28T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T02:18:48.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Perhaps you are very dissatisfied with yourself. You are not a genius, have no distinctive gifts, and are inconspicuous when it comes to having any special abilities. Mediocrity seems to be the measure of your existence. None of your days are noteworthy, except for their sameness and lack of zest."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;when i came across this during devotion the other night, the first thing i thought to myself was "ohmyword that's me yes thank you God for your understanding and comfort!" but then i continued reading and i realised what the passage was trying to say- its not about me, its about Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be willing to be only a voice that is heard but not seen, or a mirror whose glass the eye cannot see because it is reflecting the brilliant glory of the Son."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hah, i guess sometimes a revelation doesn't necessarily come warm and comforting- it could come cold and sharp like a bucket of water. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;that passage reminded me of this song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"its all about You, Jesus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all this is for You&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for Your glory and Your fame&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;its not about me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as if You should do things my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You alone are God and i surrender to Your ways"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;this was really a wake up call for me, considering how i've been so caught up doing things for the sake of myself/my reputation recently. next week is gona be crazy, but i shall run this race with faith and with my eyes set on the eternal prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;on a random note, never drink daisy milk at 2am/just before you sleep. YOUR BREATH WILL STINK, like mine does now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;on an even more random note, we were laughing over the whole pile of you-tiaos that the "lin" family had on their breakfast table on last night's dreamcatchers. it was a conversation about love over a breakfast scene but throughout the entire thing i was just so amused by the whole pile of you-tiaos supposedly meant for 3 ppl. HAHAHA. i think they actually bought them for the whole crew, and conveniently decided to chuck the whole pile in the scene. hiok actually counted-21 you tiaos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-130020064960252176?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/130020064960252176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=130020064960252176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/130020064960252176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/130020064960252176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2009/02/perhaps-you-are-very-dissatisfied-with.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2202273235435581488</id><published>2009-02-01T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T00:51:47.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i know i should learn to be grateful for every day, but today was just terrible. to make things worse, i didn't even manage to touch my school work, which i was supposed to catch up on over the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;on a lighter note, i managed to do 3k today. quite an achievement for me considering how i hvent exercised for more than 2 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i really wonder what on earth im doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2202273235435581488?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2202273235435581488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2202273235435581488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2202273235435581488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2202273235435581488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-i-should-learn-to-be-grateful.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7696851112264984012</id><published>2009-01-30T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:38:47.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;school isn't as bad as i had thought it to be =D (for the moment, that is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just think i've over-committed myself in other areas =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAPFA is in 5 weeks time and i srsly need to get my ass off the chair/sofa/bed/FLOOR. today cheryl jeremy and i sat in the living room working for almost 3 hours accompanied by tv and CNY junkies- the ultimate sedentary lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the doc's for cold hands/feet and deep breathing and the doctor prescribed me EXERCISE! yes so i shall stop "i should hv joined a sports cca"-ing and start EXERCISING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7696851112264984012?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7696851112264984012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7696851112264984012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7696851112264984012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7696851112264984012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-isnt-as-bad-as-i-had-thought-it.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-8815242326253519874</id><published>2009-01-18T01:44:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:35:27.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i will cherish (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIaD54fRrI/AAAAAAAAASY/PAWncfzo6d0/s1600-h/pics+279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292321166493435570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIaD54fRrI/AAAAAAAAASY/PAWncfzo6d0/s400/pics+279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIaD54fRrI/AAAAAAAAASY/PAWncfzo6d0/s1600-h/pics+279.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIiRpyUUUI/AAAAAAAAATo/GJ7ovGFq-9I/s1600-h/pics+397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292330198783775042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIiRpyUUUI/AAAAAAAAATo/GJ7ovGFq-9I/s400/pics+397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIbDL-54BI/AAAAAAAAASg/2n_94y_JW00/s1600-h/IMG_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292322253683941394" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIbDL-54BI/AAAAAAAAASg/2n_94y_JW00/s400/IMG_0368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIkteZGNMI/AAAAAAAAATw/Xl5M4SeYss0/s1600-h/IMG_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292332875784795330" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIkteZGNMI/AAAAAAAAATw/Xl5M4SeYss0/s400/IMG_0445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIfsuFkFJI/AAAAAAAAATg/F6_BvwPcvRI/s1600-h/prizegiving_2008+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292327365259826322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIfsuFkFJI/AAAAAAAAATg/F6_BvwPcvRI/s400/prizegiving_2008+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIblA6KdzI/AAAAAAAAASo/pKZdf93Aqvw/s1600-h/yr_end_2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292322834826819378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIblA6KdzI/AAAAAAAAASo/pKZdf93Aqvw/s400/yr_end_2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIe4T9-7DI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LR80S2YYbxY/s1600-h/IMG_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292326464895511602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIe4T9-7DI/AAAAAAAAATQ/LR80S2YYbxY/s400/IMG_0767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIfWfQ3yQI/AAAAAAAAATY/p8F7Gwan1kE/s1600-h/IMG_0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292326983323601154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIfWfQ3yQI/AAAAAAAAATY/p8F7Gwan1kE/s400/IMG_0768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIcT-hnZ9I/AAAAAAAAASw/YayI38qLJnY/s1600-h/pics+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292323641640839122" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIcT-hnZ9I/AAAAAAAAASw/YayI38qLJnY/s400/pics+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIdfiu5ymI/AAAAAAAAATA/IQri10m00qg/s1600-h/pics+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292324939850435170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIdfiu5ymI/AAAAAAAAATA/IQri10m00qg/s400/pics+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIeGn-vtBI/AAAAAAAAATI/UnqO8wev-eI/s1600-h/pics+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292325611273958418" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIeGn-vtBI/AAAAAAAAATI/UnqO8wev-eI/s400/pics+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-8815242326253519874?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/8815242326253519874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=8815242326253519874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8815242326253519874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8815242326253519874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-will-cherish.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SXIaD54fRrI/AAAAAAAAASY/PAWncfzo6d0/s72-c/pics+279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4424215242939276408</id><published>2008-12-17T07:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T07:39:24.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>funny how my "Return from Cambodia" post is actually happening just minutes before i board the flight to korea. hah! ohwells i've been planning to do a video compilation of some of the nicer pics from the trip, but obviously hvent gotten down to it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, guess this yr's christmas shopping will be done in korea! haha but i think the bulk of it will be budget presents. in fact, not even budget. its FREE FROM NATURE- SNOW! HAHA i hope it snows, really. this time round i'll label the bottle "SNOW" and put it in my CHECK-IN LUGGAGE. yes. they say once bitten twice shy. im twice bitten, still not shy =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4424215242939276408?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4424215242939276408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4424215242939276408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4424215242939276408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4424215242939276408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/12/funny-how-my-return-from-cambodia-post.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-1365746060068657371</id><published>2008-11-13T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T23:46:35.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;was just reading up on the customs in cambodia and came across a few interesting ones:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;source:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.parish-without-borders.net/cditt/cambodia/khculture.htm#behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;You must wake up before sunrise or you are lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If you speak with anger or emotion or express feelings, you will not be respected. You are behaving like an immature and uneducated child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Men can eat a lot but must not eat fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Women can eat only a small amount.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;All guests must be served water or another drink even if they come for only a short visit. Give a drink rather than ask what they want, which is impolite. If asked, they are obligated to choose the least expensive drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Men should not look women directly in the eye. (They may become confused, feel uncomfortable, nervous, shy, and not respected.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Men should not give "strong" visual attention to other men. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA i love the last one x) from this, i hereby conclude that we are all lazy, immature and uneducated ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;leaving for cambodia in a week's time and im so not prepared! there are still quite a number of things to settle for the trip. and there's RCLF bonding camp from sunday to monday (which also requires much preparation).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and the most anti-climax of all, i have GP tuition homework to submit before i leave. AQ, which was due yst (i requested for an extension till today and i hvent even started) and essay which is due next wed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-1365746060068657371?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/1365746060068657371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=1365746060068657371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1365746060068657371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1365746060068657371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/11/was-just-reading-up-on-customs-in.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-9172183894501739226</id><published>2008-11-12T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:17:55.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i am extremely moody today. i kept looking at my watch hoping that time would past faster throughout the entire day. it was really dreadful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;tomorrow awaits a dreadfully similar day. worse in fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but the worst of all- when people aren't being very understanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-9172183894501739226?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/9172183894501739226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=9172183894501739226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/9172183894501739226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/9172183894501739226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-extremely-moody-today.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4028581213682521730</id><published>2008-11-10T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:23:10.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;huh...what holiday??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;the next few posts will probably not exceed 100 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;no wait, maybe if i list down all that's to be done, this post will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4028581213682521730?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4028581213682521730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4028581213682521730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4028581213682521730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4028581213682521730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/11/holidays-are-here-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-358724528979021497</id><published>2008-11-01T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:23:27.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;seems like the post-exam/holiday period is gona be much busier than the exam period. i forgot to check my other email for a few days, and i signed in only to find a whole pile of unread mails. there were so many things that i didn't even know where to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i guess i've only myself to blame- for merely saying yes to everything that came my way, and for voluntarily getting myself into other things without even thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;its not that they aren't great things. they're really meaningful just on their own, but put them all together and you get a whole pile of dont-know-where-to-start-which-to-do mess =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay enough emo-ing. im not exactly very busy yet. as of now, the only thing that's on my mind is PW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;if anyone knows where to find HM DVDs, pls tell me! saw a HM bear at build-a-bear today, unfortunately it looked kinda ugly =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i can't believe this guan has really cute soft toys. haha his whole soft toy affair is quite funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;me: ohmyword this bear is so cute its wearing a dress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;guan: yeah i dont know why but my mom just put it on one day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;me: oh it looks pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;guan: actually its a guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;and he has this soft toy doggy with one ear up and one ear down, so his mom made the doggy wear a hairband to keep both ears down LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;yay soft toys are way cute, esp those which are very nice to touch *hint hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-358724528979021497?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/358724528979021497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=358724528979021497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/358724528979021497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/358724528979021497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/11/seems-like-post-examholiday-period-is.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4962819116416245863</id><published>2008-10-26T00:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:14:09.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;its been a while since i last blogged. not that life has been uneventful or anything. in fact, the past few weeks have been rather eventful- in both good and bad ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when you're in the midst of doing things and realise that there's still so much more to do you feel really stretched. but at the end of the day, after going through the whole thing, you sit back and enjoy the feeling of satisfaction from a job well done (= haha yes specifically our pw video. its amazing how we actually managed to film + edit within 5 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is going to be another happening day. BY pot luck. try my very own tongue twister: lets have pork lard for pot luck (say it 10 times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many things that i wanna do this hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;top 2:&lt;br /&gt;1- HSM 3&lt;br /&gt;2- HM marathon and sleepover with fellow HM fans (and justine, if we can convince her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of HSM, the other day in the canteen ro asked me "what time is it?" in an unusually melodious voice. so i replied her in an equally melodious voice "SUMMER TIME, ITS OUR VACATION!" and she was like "HUH?! nono im srsly asking you for the time!" ohboy. ROFL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4962819116416245863?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4962819116416245863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4962819116416245863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4962819116416245863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4962819116416245863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-while-since-i-last-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5039024158135830371</id><published>2008-10-07T02:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T02:33:15.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;isle pre-ex camp at pulau ubin was fun (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we fed mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we attempted to sing 100 green bottles all the way down to 0, but gave up at 89.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we prepared dinner in the dark for the first 45mins, and took another 1h 15mins to prepare the entire meal x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bathed with one bucket of water each. kim, liting and i were smart enough to wash our hair under the tap outside so that we could use more water (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we practised running in zig-zags just in case we ran into wild boars. (they can't run in zig-zags, they'll topple coz their legs are too short)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SOpWeLZloAI/AAAAAAAAAR8/s_HfhSzESr8/s1600-h/camp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254106991737282562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SOpWeLZloAI/AAAAAAAAAR8/s_HfhSzESr8/s400/camp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast at the highest point of pulau ubin =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SOpWkWlWyPI/AAAAAAAAASE/ou58eeBAJCw/s1600-h/camp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254107097818646770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SOpWkWlWyPI/AAAAAAAAASE/ou58eeBAJCw/s400/camp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SOpYKJQ1EJI/AAAAAAAAASM/XQpo6Ban9DU/s1600-h/camp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254108846589546642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SOpYKJQ1EJI/AAAAAAAAASM/XQpo6Ban9DU/s400/camp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justine, im presuming this is the unglam pic you were talking abt. well if you actually think about it, i was probably looking UPSET because justine made me carry her 1.5 litre bottle while she, the one clad in black, was EMPTY HANDED! (shh justine dont tell them what was in your right hand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for vaccination today. 3 jabs. my arms are aching like siao now =( my arm movement has been restricted to that of the lower arms. i look like a hamster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics next time, camera is with my bro for the next 3 weeks and i forgot to upload the pics before he took it =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5039024158135830371?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5039024158135830371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5039024158135830371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5039024158135830371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5039024158135830371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/10/isle-pre-ex-camp-at-pulau-ubin-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SOpWeLZloAI/AAAAAAAAAR8/s_HfhSzESr8/s72-c/camp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4248937074437939749</id><published>2008-09-16T00:56:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:24:34.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/9irJOEudsg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/9irJOEudsg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/chomane/music/aTEfiCe1/the_script_the_man_who_cant_be_moved/"&gt;The Man Who Cant Be Moved - The Script&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just broke my guitar string =( and i dont know how to fix it, so i'll have to wait till the weekend for my bro to replace it. hmm...probably another reason why i should play more piano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to be reading chem notes now... anybody wants to know about polarity of bonds and molecules?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;am still contemplating whether to go for laser tag on saturday. oh yes and i just got recruited into the BY sub-comm (= i am cheryl's subordinate. publicity. haha actually i dont know why they recruited me, my experience with photoshop and softwares of such has been confined to the rgs com lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SM6aWJcwwJI/AAAAAAAAANg/qrkML1O10wM/s1600-h/P1010098.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246300321217560722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SM6aWJcwwJI/AAAAAAAAANg/qrkML1O10wM/s400/P1010098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe i kind of promised audrey never to show this to anyone else. but i srsly find this rather amusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay, enough slacking. back to work. i miss my guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4248937074437939749?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4248937074437939749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4248937074437939749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4248937074437939749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4248937074437939749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/09/man-who-cant-be-moved-script-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SM6aWJcwwJI/AAAAAAAAANg/qrkML1O10wM/s72-c/P1010098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4991882437434694009</id><published>2008-09-04T21:51:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:10:07.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;serene &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;happy 17th! korean bbq was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_p8yaNwTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b9PwOOkMr_k/s1600-h/serene"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_p8yaNwTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b9PwOOkMr_k/s1600-h/serene"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242165721815695666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_p8yaNwTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b9PwOOkMr_k/s400/serene%27s+bday+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_p8yaNwTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b9PwOOkMr_k/s1600-h/serene"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_p8yaNwTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b9PwOOkMr_k/s1600-h/serene"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_p8yaNwTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b9PwOOkMr_k/s1600-h/serene"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242165170361209522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_pcsFOErI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Nn8zLUjQUu8/s400/serene%27s+bday+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_n8F7HQmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/F2yGtEYRnRM/s1600-h/P1000801.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242163510850830946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_n8F7HQmI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/F2yGtEYRnRM/s400/P1000801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most ancient photo i can find of us- music camp during sec 1!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_s8r54IdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/EBzvOK1WA_w/s1600-h/DSCF2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242169018604331474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_s8r54IdI/AAAAAAAAANQ/EBzvOK1WA_w/s400/DSCF2241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; who could forget those oversized shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;tess&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;happy 18th! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_oa4vQL9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/zqxRwO181_Q/s1600-h/tessmel.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242164039887368146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_oa4vQL9I/AAAAAAAAAMY/zqxRwO181_Q/s400/tessmel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;HAHA definitely not the most ancient photo i can get of us, but probably ancient enough to crack us up. england 2000! (loads more in that cupboard xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_yOD4nUqI/AAAAAAAAANY/hsAAU5a3Jb4/s1600-h/(church+camp)+002.jpga.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242174814657401506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_yOD4nUqI/AAAAAAAAANY/hsAAU5a3Jb4/s400/(church+camp)+002.jpga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;quickly get a license k! then you can drive me around. our rickshaw is giving way alrdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we must fulfill our dream of becoming wedding planners for everyone so that we can compile all the blackmail-worthy photos we have and put it into a wedding photo slideshow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;michelle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_q_nl7pNI/AAAAAAAAANA/qG3ASDCDaVk/s1600-h/reminisce+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242166869963285714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_q_nl7pNI/AAAAAAAAANA/qG3ASDCDaVk/s400/reminisce+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NAH. HAHA i have a picture with mr jeremy, but i realise YOU WEREN'T INSIDE so TOO BAD =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_rvQiRoUI/AAAAAAAAANI/Xsc9BE_CiMY/s1600-h/P1020959.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242167688407654722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_rvQiRoUI/AAAAAAAAANI/Xsc9BE_CiMY/s400/P1020959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4991882437434694009?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4991882437434694009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4991882437434694009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4991882437434694009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4991882437434694009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/09/serene-happy-17th-korean-bbq-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SL_p8yaNwTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b9PwOOkMr_k/s72-c/serene%27s+bday+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2819002455883263250</id><published>2008-09-01T23:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:22:12.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SLwQ9vQzm_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/-lcgLhzpudk/s1600-h/nathan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241082719197436914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SLwQ9vQzm_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/-lcgLhzpudk/s400/nathan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;`you've got enough of me to break my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;____________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;finally decided to go down to astons with sijia today (we've been wanting to since options last yr) only to find that they were closed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;managed to draw up my revision timetable. kind of like doing up the blueprint of your dream house which you know you'll probably never achieve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;but on a lighter note, i managed to explain to sijia how you get pneumonia (the bio way) (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay i just realised trebuchet smiles are kinda cute. (= (= (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SLwVU7PWLUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/G9qcV4zW2pU/s1600-h/nat+day+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241087515596041538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SLwVU7PWLUI/AAAAAAAAAMI/G9qcV4zW2pU/s400/nat+day+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;(guan's camwhore skills cmi...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go peedubs. we can do it! (even if it means faking surveys and *ahem*pilotproject*ahem* and facing over-friendly guys 2958093miles away frm home at odd hours) (= the things pw does to our integrity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;come back, please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2819002455883263250?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2819002455883263250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2819002455883263250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2819002455883263250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2819002455883263250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/09/youve-got-enough-of-me-to-break-my.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SLwQ9vQzm_I/AAAAAAAAAMA/-lcgLhzpudk/s72-c/nathan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4948306213765953748</id><published>2008-08-23T20:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:36:06.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/yJgc53UqQg" width="300" height="110" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/8OpNhd/music/I8OfrN6G/leona_lewis_better_in_time/"&gt;Better In Time - Leona Lewis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SLANgnvAivI/AAAAAAAAALo/IIFV8PsFxxQ/s1600-h/funnyredsheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237701220705012466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SLANgnvAivI/AAAAAAAAALo/IIFV8PsFxxQ/s400/funnyredsheet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-i'm only a man in a funny red sheet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i've gotten back to practising juggling again after a 1 month hiatus. not quite there yet, still doing it against the wall and spending more time picking up balls than juggling itself. justine took a video of me juggling previously, but i won't display it for obvious reasons. maybe next time when i master it (then i won't need to loop the video).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, i find this rather amusing (taken from thewest.com.au on 9th August 08)- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"Officials in Singapore have changed the direction of the world's biggest observation wheel because feng shui masters said it was taking good fortune away from the city.&lt;br /&gt;The Singapore Flyer, which opened earlier this year, had originally revolved so that it rose to face the business district and went down overlooking the sea, the Strait Times newspaper said today.&lt;br /&gt;However, masters of the ancient Chinese art of geomancy convinced the wheel's management to reverse it so that it was not taking fortune away from the city."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha, the things ppl do for money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;was just emo-ing abt options the other day. really really miss those days. the options period was really blissful. now i really get it when the snrs told us to treasure our options period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;it was just one year ago when we were laughing at funny shilin man and drawing him on the whiteboard while our poor jnrs were having math consultation in the same classroom x) haha i think i have a picture of my shilin man drawing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SLAd8p7qCXI/AAAAAAAAALw/RUO6KEO8ZlQ/s1600-h/P1020636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237719294517315954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SLAd8p7qCXI/AAAAAAAAALw/RUO6KEO8ZlQ/s400/P1020636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;shilin man says: zai duo deng san fen zhong hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;he told us that same line for more than 10mins. win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;laser quest tmr. looking forward to it (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4948306213765953748?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4948306213765953748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4948306213765953748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4948306213765953748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4948306213765953748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/08/better-in-time-leona-lewis.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SLANgnvAivI/AAAAAAAAALo/IIFV8PsFxxQ/s72-c/funnyredsheet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2543257778149445712</id><published>2008-08-05T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:45:56.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just woke up from a really bad dream. i am SO relieved it was just a dream. and that teaches me never to nap at 10pm with the lights on and aircon off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2543257778149445712?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2543257778149445712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2543257778149445712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2543257778149445712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2543257778149445712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-woke-up-from-really-bad-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-6453641835715022435</id><published>2008-07-31T23:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:36:27.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SJHknici6VI/AAAAAAAAALg/3fIu8e7LD_4/s1600-h/shaperun1e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229212010266421586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SJHknici6VI/AAAAAAAAALg/3fIu8e7LD_4/s400/shaperun1e.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SJHknici6VI/AAAAAAAAALg/3fIu8e7LD_4/s1600-h/shaperun1e.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SJHknici6VI/AAAAAAAAALg/3fIu8e7LD_4/s1600-h/shaperun1e.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;feathers of the same bird flock together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the limit is the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;add fire over oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;.......................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;haha, that's what happens when you're too stressed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;unfortunately they didn't take a photo at the finish line, else i'd be able to see who gave my knee that gravel kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SJHkUh99NgI/AAAAAAAAALY/xf0j-Nu4Ilw/s1600-h/STOP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229211683720607234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SJHkUh99NgI/AAAAAAAAALY/xf0j-Nu4Ilw/s400/STOP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;things are starting to build up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;PW- EoM, WR, promos...&lt;br /&gt;ISLE- fundraising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;CA- RCLF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;goodness 99% of the list is made up of acronyms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i think i've been neglecting a certain someone for a very long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i guess i really need to stop and think, cos all this noise is overpowering His soft prompting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;and i guess im beginning to realise it- through the many opportunities He has given me; through the seemingly trivial comments that others have made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;this is no chance- it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-6453641835715022435?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/6453641835715022435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=6453641835715022435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6453641835715022435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6453641835715022435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/07/feathers-of-same-bird-flock-together.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SJHknici6VI/AAAAAAAAALg/3fIu8e7LD_4/s72-c/shaperun1e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4883900711306455918</id><published>2008-07-21T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:01:53.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am seriously trying to forgive the person who pushed me down during the shape run yesterday but i just can't bring myself to because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) i was less than 20m away from the finishing line&lt;br /&gt;b) she didn't even bother to apologize and just went off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she has seriously inconvenienced me because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i couldn't play frisbee yesterday&lt;br /&gt;2) i can hardly bend my knee&lt;br /&gt;3) i was hobbling arnd in sch today and looked like an elephant tryna climb the stairs&lt;br /&gt;4) i just received a dosage of SALT WATER + ALCOHOL WIPES OHMYWORD THE ALOCOHOL IS TOTALLY KILLER MY KNEE IS BURNING NOW&lt;br /&gt;5) they think its an infection so im supposed to go to the doc's tmr and maybe even get a jab o_O?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, i pray that you will grant my knee speedy recovery and that its nothing too serious like an infection of some sort because if i really need to get a jab i'll scream and faint before they can do anything. pls also help me to forgive whoever pushed me down and stop callng her an idiot. i also pray that this obstacle will in no way hinder my hard-earned motivation to continue running, AMEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4883900711306455918?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4883900711306455918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4883900711306455918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4883900711306455918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4883900711306455918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-seriously-trying-to-forgive-person.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-527428069975822454</id><published>2008-07-17T21:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T22:20:46.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...what else can you get when you give us a sound-proof room and 2 mics? &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SH9Q5SPKJgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TKWnUxVJdlA/s1600-h/P7120008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223983037851248130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SH9Q5SPKJgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TKWnUxVJdlA/s400/P7120008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't take much time for us to get high. as in, REALLY HIGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SH9RqpWJnqI/AAAAAAAAAK4/-cGuXcPwSUQ/s1600-h/P7120019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223983885868179106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SH9RqpWJnqI/AAAAAAAAAK4/-cGuXcPwSUQ/s400/P7120019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SH9SYTWX1GI/AAAAAAAAALA/uVQ1W5dyPO8/s1600-h/P7120007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223984670237512802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SH9SYTWX1GI/AAAAAAAAALA/uVQ1W5dyPO8/s400/P7120007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SH9RTxhzsGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/T1WnBcOjmAM/s1600-h/P7120016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223983492927565922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SH9RTxhzsGI/AAAAAAAAAKw/T1WnBcOjmAM/s400/P7120016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and of course the only one who doesn't appear was hiding behind the pinhole sneakily snapping these goofy moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok justine, unglam ones left for personal appreciation k?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lip-singing songs on row's ipod and making wendy guess them = ultimate fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lip-singing songs on row's ipod and making justine guess them = FUN GONE IN LESS THAN 5 SECONDS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking for cheapest car wash soap and sponges in rj uniform with empty trolley = NOT FUN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;washing cars in tees and flops and collecting 10bucks thereafter = FUN (hopefully?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;getting bitten by ant while typing this = PAIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gp questions to answer by tmr = bye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-527428069975822454?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/527428069975822454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=527428069975822454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/527428069975822454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/527428069975822454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SH9Q5SPKJgI/AAAAAAAAAKo/TKWnUxVJdlA/s72-c/P7120008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-8895013590543191819</id><published>2008-06-28T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T20:35:38.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CTs are over and the video's completed. finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were working on a very tight timeline though. burton was supposed to come at 930 last night to view the final video. in the end, he stayed up till 230 in the morning and we still couldnt finish it. the video was literally completed at the very last minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thnx tess charmant burt! couldn't have done it without you guys. most importantly thank God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SGYvNWe_bVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E1R3Flt-kho/s1600-h/video+chionging+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216909124775669074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SGYvNWe_bVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E1R3Flt-kho/s400/video+chionging+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-8895013590543191819?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/8895013590543191819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=8895013590543191819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8895013590543191819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8895013590543191819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/06/cts-are-over-and-videos-completed.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SGYvNWe_bVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E1R3Flt-kho/s72-c/video+chionging+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-397904707794170100</id><published>2008-06-25T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T01:08:45.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is really pressurising. almost the whole of 3G has been MIA on msn over the past few days! which means they have been caoji-mugging. haha but i've also been MIA on this blog for more than 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is so disturbing why is everyone mugging like freaks! the only exception was eli who came on at 1am last night and started swooning over wentworth miller after watching prison break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update about the hols and camp and stuff when CTs end. not on friday though, will be busy chionging church camp video (hah that means no post CTs-partying after bio on friday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTs really have laxative effects man. i was totally detoxified by the time econs paper started yst. spent some time after the paper comforting justine with my "there's so much more to life than education and grades" theory. HAHA i think this is less of a theory than it is a comfort tactic. but isn't it true! there's so much more to life than studies. ok but for the rest of this week, CTs are our lives =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philippians 4:6-7 comes in handy here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-397904707794170100?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/397904707794170100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=397904707794170100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/397904707794170100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/397904707794170100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-really-pressurising.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7132270500237827660</id><published>2008-06-02T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T00:32:02.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my room is getting messy. i'd like to take comfort in the fact that im probably getting too busy to tidy it. haha. whoever termed this a holiday man. now even 6 yr olds have to go for math tuition 3 times a week o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made cupcakes for my mom's birthday last week with the help of tess and charmant. thanks yo! they turned out better than expected (= but she received like 2 cakes and a whole box of cupcakes on top of the ones i made. so we really had a HUGE feast that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SELK3JhQRPI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oipD0du5jiA/s1600-h/mom"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206947167990727922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SELK3JhQRPI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oipD0du5jiA/s400/mom%27s+bday+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but i must admit that the layer on top of the strawberries was actually koniyaku jelly =P HAHA  i couldnt find gelatin...and my mom reminded everyone abt how i made cupcakes for father's day when i was in primary sch, and used corn starch coz there was no more flour. so the cupcakes became kueh =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY bbq yesterday was great! brought a few 3g-ers along. though we didnt get to play any games, i still managed to have some valuable talk with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo this is so exciting! tess and i were just discussing abt how to finish up the extra strawberries tmr, and we've decided on strawberry ice cream milk shake! but the not-so exciting thing is that we're doing it right after jogging. hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this reminds me of my "special recipe" which i invented years ago. its called milk with milo powder. and its really easy to make! just pour fresh milk and add milo powder. HAHA. but its really nice, do try it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7132270500237827660?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7132270500237827660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7132270500237827660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7132270500237827660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7132270500237827660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-room-is-getting-messy.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SELK3JhQRPI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oipD0du5jiA/s72-c/mom%27s+bday+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2875433246557313659</id><published>2008-05-23T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T01:17:53.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm now that gp ct's over and the term's approaching an end i'm finally beginning to feel more relaxed! hmm but smth happened today and we'll be kind of kept occupied for the next few days and i'll be camping in my parents' room =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to sneak a bag of chips into the room for supper. not very enjoyable, considering what im doing is illegal (esp to my dad) and that i have to munch silently so as not to arouse any suspicion. ohwells i guess my cover will be blown soon- the cockroaches in the room are extremely efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is mdm teng's last day (she's retiring) and she only told us about it today! woah we totally spent the entire evening rushing to plan a farewell for her tmr. decorated hearts with "3G loves mdm teng!" for everyone to wear tmr. they look kind of ugly =( ohwell just hope everyone will be enthusiastic abt it tmr so it'll turn out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay i am so looking forward to church camp! just that im afraid i'll be loading myself with so many commitments/duties that i may actually miss out on the main aim and experience of the camp. nonetheless i still think its a wonderful opportunity to spend time reflecting abt my walk with God. and it is definitely an excellent means of escapism, esp from school life (AND COMMON TESTS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap i really hope i wont be overloaded with stuff, so ppl, if you wanna take videos/help the children do let me know! IT WOULD BE GREATLY APPRECIATED =D oh, and sherman would love to have worship leaders too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to sleep now. no cockroaches yet, impressive ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2875433246557313659?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2875433246557313659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2875433246557313659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2875433246557313659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2875433246557313659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/05/hmm-now-that-gp-cts-over-and-terms.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2512179752214923703</id><published>2008-04-27T01:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T01:55:43.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was looking through yixuan's research findings for our gp assignment when i came across this totally roflmao statement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"For example, in cases of physical abuse. Thus, domestic violence can be used as a grounds for petition of divorce with less than 3 years of marriage. (Interestingly less than 3 years is like &lt;3 years. Hmmm. Perhaps after the &lt;3 years marriage becomes stale?)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA i was like half laughing half amused that a guy would actually think of this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw at least its like a breath of fresh air amidst the humdrum assignments at 1am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2512179752214923703?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2512179752214923703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2512179752214923703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2512179752214923703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2512179752214923703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/04/was-looking-through-yixuans-research.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-6477638542428458348</id><published>2008-04-26T08:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T09:11:04.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morning, tess and i were all ready to go jogging. i was changed up and was all ready to get pumped up. but just as i was abt to leave the hse, IT STARTED POURING ALL OF A SUDDEN =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tess suggested running on my treadmill. HAHA i thought that was a good idea. but then again, it can't fit the 2 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there's smth wrong with blogger i cant upload my images! OH it just appeared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i drew this specially for justine. if you can actually see, she's trying to draw carbon dioxide. haha this always happens the lecture before break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SBJ-iRvmsUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/DVcdKW9JNF8/s1600-h/emoticon2!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193352447655326018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SBJ-iRvmsUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/DVcdKW9JNF8/s400/emoticon2!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha, told you so. she wasn't sleeping, she was just making a wish for her 17th birthday. totally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SBJ_kxvmsVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3RGkJsuEIAQ/s1600-h/northlight+visit+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193353590116626770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SBJ_kxvmsVI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/3RGkJsuEIAQ/s400/northlight+visit+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-6477638542428458348?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/6477638542428458348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=6477638542428458348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6477638542428458348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6477638542428458348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-morning-tess-and-i-were-all-ready.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SBJ-iRvmsUI/AAAAAAAAAKI/DVcdKW9JNF8/s72-c/emoticon2!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2272813412173973036</id><published>2008-04-23T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T21:45:19.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>our school mascot- GRYFFLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SA864RvmsSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/XkSgO_Pequs/s1600-h/griffles!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192433633891627298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SA864RvmsSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/XkSgO_Pequs/s400/griffles!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2272813412173973036?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2272813412173973036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2272813412173973036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2272813412173973036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2272813412173973036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-school-mascot-griffles.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/SA864RvmsSI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/XkSgO_Pequs/s72-c/griffles!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7516220505547163814</id><published>2008-04-01T23:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:15:40.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodness last night was srsly the scariest night of my life. i was really so shocked i couldnt even scream. i just stood there and FROZE. but thank God nothing happened to me, im safe and alive! phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't sleep well after the incident though. i stayed up till like 3am and occupied myself with chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherry tried playing an april fool's prank on me today, but it got backfired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherry: hey, i just got expelled from school...can you come and meet me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: what?! oh dear okay, i'll call your mom to inform her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherry: ah no! okok happy april fool's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: what?? but i called her alrdy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherry: huhhhh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: APRIL FOOLS (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7516220505547163814?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7516220505547163814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7516220505547163814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7516220505547163814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7516220505547163814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodness-last-night-was-srsly-scariest.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-992576027999597586</id><published>2008-03-30T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:10:48.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooo we just got a handsome amount for singing at aunty jeanie's silver anniversary. see tess, not that bad after all! and the dessert was ornie, elegantly labeled on the menu as "yam puree with ginko nuts" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another opportunity has been presented to me to patch things up, but i guess im just being too stubborn and sore about the whole thing. frankly speaking, i really can't be bothered. but i know that's not what God wants me to do. and i can sense it through the awkwardness i feel in their presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents are going to paris next week. i'll feel lonely and scared at night =( i've managed to pack the weekend with sleepovers though. haha this is called when the folks aren't in, turn the house upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back after sch for 1hr yst just to train for NAPFA. haha we were like doing push-ups in the middle of the corridor right outside the gym with random guys staring at us wondering what we're doing. and then i stayed back for another hour just to talk to margaret. somehow when i meet margaret randomly after sch we can just sit down and talk till the cows come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i went swimming for the first time in 4 yrs today WOW. i hope that will help my NAPFA somehow. haha although i have totally lost my form after not swimming for 4 yrs, i feel that my significant growth in height has actually enabled me to swim much faster now! there was this poor boy who looked so exhausted cause he took like multiple strokes just to move slightly forward. ah i felt so sorry for him cause i was once like that too. HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-992576027999597586?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/992576027999597586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=992576027999597586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/992576027999597586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/992576027999597586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/03/whooo-i-just-got-handsome-amount-for.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-3782653496440617723</id><published>2008-03-06T18:30:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T20:27:46.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class camp got us all really HIGH. it was also SOAKING fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/R8_gnISLBBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5uf6hvGe5I/s1600-h/blog17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174601459715212306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/R8_gnISLBBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5uf6hvGe5I/s400/blog17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/R8_g1ISLBCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_gYK54kKOlk/s1600-h/blog18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174601700233380898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/R8_g1ISLBCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/_gYK54kKOlk/s400/blog18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/R8_IlISLArI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uhpWcWiEP1E/s1600-h/blog1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174575037076406962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/R8_IlISLArI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uhpWcWiEP1E/s320/blog1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/R8_I5oSLAsI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9Q6dckM24U0/s1600-h/blog2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174575389263725250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/R8_I5oSLAsI/AAAAAAAAAG4/9Q6dckM24U0/s400/blog2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3G's getting cooler by the day. and we got owned in handball, but we still owned in the end right?? HAHA! "your eyes are KILLING ME"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ROFL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-3782653496440617723?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/3782653496440617723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=3782653496440617723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/3782653496440617723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/3782653496440617723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/R8_gnISLBBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A5uf6hvGe5I/s72-c/blog17.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-9177398410062567803</id><published>2008-02-25T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T00:30:25.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-time flies like an arrow, fruit flies like a banana-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class camp tmr. cut off from civilisation for the next 2 days. and i don't like climbing high structures! i am afraid of heights =( the last time i did that, i was clinging on to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im sneaking in some apple muesli bars and erlina's super hot wasabi seaweed to perk me up =D its super shiok its so hot it helps clear your nose instantly. and its also quite funny to see your friends' expressions when you invite them to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday school lessons are enlightening. and the church is sort of having an extension (new semi-D!) we were hving wild ideas like holding sunday school lessons and camps there. but actually the first thing that occurred to me when i saw the rooms was MAHJONG HAHA. ohmyword guilty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-9177398410062567803?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/9177398410062567803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=9177398410062567803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/9177398410062567803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/9177398410062567803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/02/time-flies-like-arrow-fruit-flies-like.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-6281471573245466500</id><published>2008-02-18T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T00:56:02.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh i failed to keep my blog updated so i decided to let it stagnate. and when i decided to let it stagnate i decide to update again HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally this is my 111th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things hv happened since my last post. i celebrated 17 yrs of existence, said hello to 27 new ppl whom i'll be spending the rest of my 2 years with, shed tears for the first time over a chinese grade, got to ruffle my brother's durian head, went arnd houses koping their bak gua + receiving hongbaos, and waxed my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the last one was quite random. but it really hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went jogging with tess yst. we were supposed jog to siglap and back. but when we reached siglap i suddenly had very bad stomach cramps so we chionged to some condo and begged the security guard to let us use the public toilet. then we walked to killiney kopitiam to have a wholesome breakfast (lontong +  egg + milo) and CABBED HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the most sinful part of all. tess and i promise never to cab home again. yes we won't. in fact, we plan to be able to jog to east coast by next month. ohman i think today's lifestyle feature abt ultramarathons has totally pumped me up. YES, JOGGING FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 2 weeks are gona be super slack. thursday orientation 2, friday missing lessons to go for rg sli, mon-tues CLASS CAMP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;    rain outside my window pouring down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;    what now, your gone, my fault, im sorry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-6281471573245466500?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/6281471573245466500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=6281471573245466500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6281471573245466500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6281471573245466500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/02/eh-i-failed-to-keep-my-blog-updated-so.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4489398569542432872</id><published>2008-01-05T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T23:52:42.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;email from jackie -    &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;"i'm missing all of you a whole lot after one day and i can't wait to get back to rgs and meet you spsls again. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! SEC ONE ORIENTATION NIGHT 2007, which many of us have been waiting to crash as super seniors!&lt;br /&gt;next friday, 11th january&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i get more details (timing) i'll update you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would be great if we could go for dinner/supper before/after! (: and relive being a bus stop away from orchard again. : D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;ohman i miss spsb! i miss rg! :( but nvm, looking forward to crashing their night surprise on friday! after our MR BW combined house party, which sounds rather fun too haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;walked almost the entire of sentosa yst (LEG PAIN) after which we went for house movie! watched ALIEN VS PREDATOR hahaha. it was quite fun screaming together as a house. but NOT FUN when it was time to sleep while recalling all the super gory scenes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;first sunday of the year tmr. lets start it right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4489398569542432872?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4489398569542432872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4489398569542432872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4489398569542432872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4489398569542432872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2008/01/email-from-jackie-im-missing-all-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-1360529027328329576</id><published>2007-12-25T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T03:38:50.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;May your days be filled with the peace and promise that was born that holy night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And the joy that came through that tiny babe multiply through all your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my life has either been too uneventful or too happening that i have not blogged for 3 weeks haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;funny how you think you've heard it all from someone when you suddenly realise that there's so much more to them than you think. dont mean it in a cynical way. im just amused. really. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ohno everyone's gona go to church looking like panda bears later on. but no matter what, i'm sure everyone will appreciate the hard work that everyone else has put in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;some things are meant to be kept, but as memories. indeed! ohno but what if i lose my memory due to some car accident like those korean dramas?? then i'll lose both the people and the memories! HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okay i didnt mean it to turn out that way lol but nvm. sometimes we shouldn't worry about things we can't control and just learn to laugh =D *quotes matthew 6:25-35* okay that passage didn't tell us to laugh, it just told us not to worry. but its good to laugh! trains your abs. HAH next time you can tell who laughs and who doesnt (those with pot bellies) XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-1360529027328329576?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/1360529027328329576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=1360529027328329576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1360529027328329576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1360529027328329576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/12/may-your-days-be-filled-with-peace-and.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5671895711312643157</id><published>2007-12-03T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T00:37:44.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from a very long and unintended hiatus. if you're actually reading this, WOW. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was out for the whole of today, from 8 in the morning to 11 just now. caroling practice today was really hilarious. back to all those warm-up exercises (the open-mouth exercise and the puppet string exercise) HAHA. and the ultimate highlight was sheryl's voice cracking halfway through. it was the chorus of oh holy night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheryl: oh nighhhht......oh NIIGHH *VOICE CRACKS* HHHTTTT DIVINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! but srsly it was kind of high and we were all alrdy breathless by the time we came to that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for supper with jacq ray and tess-ICE CREAM! ohboy even the girl scooping asked "you sure???" when tess ordered honeydew ice cream with TIM TAM. (her logic: fruity flavour brings out the essence of the chocolate bits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad ray didn't get to drive us home =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY  ANYWAY JAPAN! 7-14 dec desu =D who wants free yet authentic souvenir i can get japanese snow for you. MWAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been having this lingering pain in the back of my gum since wednesday. i told tess last night that i could sense myself becoming smarter coz i could feel a wisdom tooth growing out. but i went to the doctor and it was an INFECTED GUM. aiyo. what a disappointing term.  =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray that my infected gum will recover soon...before i go to japan...i dont wanna have to end up eating udon everyday! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a bit lag, but JACQ'S BACK YAYY!! anything can happen with her around. srlsy...like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i want to have teabreak&lt;br /&gt;jacq: oh okay, where is it??&lt;br /&gt;me: anywhere, i just want to hv teabreak&lt;br /&gt;jacq: okay, but where is it??&lt;br /&gt;me: err...teabreak as in breakfast... lunch...teabreak kind of teabreak....&lt;br /&gt;jacq: oh....oooohh...OOOOHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i shall not elaborate on how we went to the toilet to kope toilet paper to wipe the wet santa's sleigh after the rain just so that we could sit on it and take a picture. oh jingle bells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5671895711312643157?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5671895711312643157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5671895711312643157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5671895711312643157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5671895711312643157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-from-very-long-and-unintended.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7290776256160664288</id><published>2007-11-12T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T13:16:15.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH i almost got an electric shock! was about to vacuum my room but the powerpoint switch seemed rather cranky. so i decided to use a shirt to turn it on just in case smth happened. and when i turned it on, BANG i saw sparks. WTH WTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that powerpoint so happens to be connecte to my AIRCON which means i have no aircon tonight. but that doesn't matter coz tonight there's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAM! =D staying over in the spsb room after that, so yeap! i think i need to bring a luggage bag la, coz tmr we're heading straight down to school, after which there's BOWLING CHALET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im still quite upset that i managed to vacuum the whole house except MY ROOM! grrrr. now im the only one sleeping with the dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay hope to upload some photos by my next post! shall go off to pack now, hope i dont miss out anything. last night i was telling audrey to remind me to bring+ do stuff. then she was like "REMEMBER TO BRING YOUR DRESS K" HAHAHA i think it'd be quite a big joke if you bring stuff like comb and shorts to change out after that but you forget your dress??? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmyword ys just said we have to report in school u tmr?! what that doesnt make sense! school u with weird (streaked/dyed) hair+polished nails?! and i just realised this means we have to bring school shoes along! srsly man 13th nov is so not the right date to go and collect our testimonials. and i srsly think i need a luggage bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7290776256160664288?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7290776256160664288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7290776256160664288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7290776256160664288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7290776256160664288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/11/wah-i-almost-got-electric-shock-was.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5059634244614307899</id><published>2007-11-03T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:57:54.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back after 13 days of hiatus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah so yst was the last day of school. boohoo! went around camwhoring with anyone along the corridor + teachers (sorry michelle i stole your spot =P) but i left my camera in school! so its with kok now and i dont know when i can get it back, so can't upload photos =(((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl's surprise party yst was so cool! haha she walked into the room and we popped party poppers at her! and she's gona treat us to breakfast soon! YEAH. HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHERYL! erm....SURREAL SEVENTEEN?!? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like hugh grant in notting hill: surreal....but nice =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to east coast with sijia to cycle later. i want to ride the PENDULUM BIKE! its the 2-seater bike. haha i tried it once with adelyn last time. woah it was really hard getting the hang of it coz we couldn't coordinate. but after we got the hang of it, it was really fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5059634244614307899?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5059634244614307899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5059634244614307899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5059634244614307899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5059634244614307899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/11/back-after-13-days-of-hiatus-ah-so-yst.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5880515966756980208</id><published>2007-10-21T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T01:18:07.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Q0lKFObejD"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Q0lKFObejD" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;options assignments are totally driving me bichoso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog + chemmm =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how anti-inflammatory drugs work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The enzyme COX-1 present in your stomach synthesizes prostaglandin which protects your stomach by keeping its lining thick. anti-inflmmatory drugs inhibit this enzyme, thus they have a tendency to cause STOMACH ULCERS. my stomach was already growling previously, hah reading this didn't really help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, had 6/1 class gathering today. it was a totally great time of catching up! we never really had to chance to sit down together and talk for 4 years. ah im too tired to blog in detail now, shall do that next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;philo oral was okay i guess. though there were many times in the discussion when i was just speechless, i just didn't know what i should say coz too many things were going through my mind. but while i was doing my bible reading that night, i came across this verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, &lt;br /&gt;       neither are your ways my ways," &lt;br /&gt;       declares the LORD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As the heavens are higher than the earth, &lt;br /&gt;       so are my ways higher than your ways &lt;br /&gt;       and my thoughts than your thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 55: 8-9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah i felt really glad when i read that! because after our discussion i was just telling michelle how i felt about the whole thing. and surprisingly she agreed with me! i mean i thought ppl would just pass it off as me being defensive. haha i guess that kind of settled whatever was going through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, new song again haha. michelle ang, this goes out to you for fightpoking me on fighter's club and decreasing my credit by 0.01 just minutes after i supported your fight and increased your credit by 4.95! BEI PAN! grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but anyway if this song sounded familiar to you, it was the ending song for po jian er chu x) and goodness shi xin hui can go super high!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5880515966756980208?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5880515966756980208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5880515966756980208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5880515966756980208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5880515966756980208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/10/options-assignments-are-totally-driving.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-3944283900745888286</id><published>2007-10-16T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:37:49.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>timetable for tmr: chinese chinese math. noohooo......DOUBLE CHINESE AHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel utterly sian staring at the whole stack of chinese test papers on my table. tall enough to form a headrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i felt so cheated today! i woke up and went to school at the usual time even though lessons started later coz everyone thought philo oral assessment was today. so i thought i could go to school early and cram in some stuff. in the end, larry said our classes clashed and our assessment wasn't today?! and so we went back to class to slack for one hour. in other words, i could've gone to school 2 hours later =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally not looking forward to the assessment, though i would've preferred if i had gotten it over and done with today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its quite funny as an observer to see how those being assessed are super concerned about getting their desired grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shara: yes hongye, that was an EXCELLENT point made! *points to criteria of encouragement and affirmation on rubrics*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace: i would like to oppose what xxx previously said&lt;br /&gt;hongye: eh opposing dont have marks!&lt;br /&gt;grace: oh okay take back what i said (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i really hope our group doesn't get anything regarding any religious controversy like the previous group did. hmm i doubt we will though. we're doing free will and determinism. oh no but then comes in the divine command theory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and po jian er chu's ending was totally unsatisfactory! all the love relationships were broken and hu xichun should not have died! xiao qian was sooo sad! hmm i shall stop brooding over the ending anymore coz i guess rui en and thomas ong couldn't really care less, much more me HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing with kok in class is totally fun. no wait, she doesn't sing. she CROAKS. HAH kidding (: we were manually trying to count our vocal range today, like sing scales and count the number of notes using your fingers then divide it by 7 to get the number of octaves =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not tell you the number of octaves within my reach, rather embarrassing heh. but LAUGHETH YOU NOT, i will one day be able to hit 8 octaves like mariah carey, just you wait (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-3944283900745888286?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/3944283900745888286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=3944283900745888286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/3944283900745888286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/3944283900745888286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/10/timetable-for-tmr-chinese-chinese-math.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-3746571388845658134</id><published>2007-10-12T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T01:17:03.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/fo4LQg-5jn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/fo4LQg-5jn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha i haven't blogged for so long that my address bar couldn't recognize blogger.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went around the school taking shots of mundane things for deconstructing media on tuesday. what was an attempt to take pictures of ppl and claiming that they were mundane beings turned out into an ultimate camwhoring session XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAH, i particularly like this one. its like the classic case of someone walking out of a court case and giving the "no comments" hand sign to the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rw9fX8HVJ3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/lmGmOVvmFlk/s1600-h/deconstructing+media+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120416166222047090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rw9fX8HVJ3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/lmGmOVvmFlk/s320/deconstructing+media+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erm....this one's called...CELEBRITY ENDORSEMENT (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rw9f-MHVJ4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/0iqKUFPv0Po/s1600-h/deconstructing+media+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120416823352043394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rw9f-MHVJ4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/0iqKUFPv0Po/s320/deconstructing+media+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, i think po jian er chu is so cool they're gona bag all the star awards this year. yea everyone's into it! and yes, BY THE WAY, its called metamorphosis aka po jian er chu. its so funny how everyone watches it yet almost everyone doesn't even know the title of the show?! they just call it the "9 o clock show" HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and rui en is so cool i particularly love this song! (yes, she was a singer)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, today was our last day of checking papers. kind of relieved, coz that means no longer being locked up with 477 other ppl in a very uncomfortable cross-legged position for 3 hours. woah and the worst is when the they only return us our scripts after they go through the entire paper(SSSSS). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'll kind of miss it too! some of the unspoken conventions that we have developed over the past few years of checking papers are quite funny! like the "turn the whole stack of papers over when passing them down so others don't see your marks and you don't get to see your marks immediately when you receive your paper in case you die of shock" convention. then there's also the "get your calculators ready on your lap so that the first thing you do when you see your marks is immediately calculate your percentage then decide whether to scream or grin"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohwells but im quite happy with how i did this semester. not excellent, but definitely much better than the first semester.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;metamorphosis soon! xi chun is gona get arrested by xiaoqian! :O :O :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-3746571388845658134?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/3746571388845658134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=3746571388845658134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/3746571388845658134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/3746571388845658134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/10/aha-i-havent-blogged-for-so-long-that.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rw9fX8HVJ3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/lmGmOVvmFlk/s72-c/deconstructing+media+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-6607473646458397458</id><published>2007-09-30T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T20:21:03.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woah my entire body is aching like siao now after yesterday's net carn! haha this morning i totally couldn't get up la. the moment i opened my eyes, *move legs-ouch* *move hands-ouch* *sit up-ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it was our last netcarn, we camwhored quite a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-LCsHVJwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YPpWBQk75kY/s1600-h/net+carn+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115960580034078466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-LCsHVJwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YPpWBQk75kY/s320/net+carn+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jing! softball capt + net carn capt = softball pro + netball pro = SUPER PRO! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-LkMHVJxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2fhTUCYjme0/s1600-h/net+carn+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115961155559696146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-LkMHVJxI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2fhTUCYjme0/s320/net+carn+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tammy! haha check out 404's hot pink shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-MUMHVJyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VptwswS9Vzw/s1600-h/net+carn+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115961980193416994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-MUMHVJyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VptwswS9Vzw/s320/net+carn+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey says her head looks big compared to mine??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"why does my head look so huge compared to yours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can you take out a measuring tape and measure your head&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then we can see if that's relaly the case&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or its smth to do with the camera&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;measure your circumference from earlobe to earlobe, one round&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then measure the circumferenc on the eyebrow level&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;then after that, measure around the tip of the nose"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-OCsHVJzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/SSSTWZqja0M/s1600-h/net+carn+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115963878568961842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-OCsHVJzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/SSSTWZqja0M/s320/net+carn+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's us gathered around to view the teachers vs netballers match. haha check out 404's hot pink shirt again! and the back of their shirt is quite cool if you can actually see it. it was mr jeremy's idea! "the character 四 looks like 2 legs!" HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-OwcHVJ0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/4puPn1am-js/s1600-h/net+carn+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115964664547977026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-OwcHVJ0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/4puPn1am-js/s320/net+carn+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random, in class. SOMEONE refused to look at the camera coz she was busy interrogating mr tan about his entire education + career life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw i finally got my prom dress =D after trying on dono how many dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i totally missed cheryl's baptism today. we reached just in time for the closing message :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay no shool tmr! =D i still don't know why we got the holiday. probably children's day? heh. ah we've still got that inner child in us that we need to satisfy XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-6607473646458397458?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/6607473646458397458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=6607473646458397458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6607473646458397458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6607473646458397458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/09/woah-my-entire-body-is-aching-like-siao_30.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rv-LCsHVJwI/AAAAAAAAAFU/YPpWBQk75kY/s72-c/net+carn+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2799302584516850606</id><published>2007-09-22T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T19:08:49.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>winner mel was running backwards winner-ly in order to shake my defender off and receive the winner ball from jasmine. in the process of doing so, winner mel tripped over her winner self and made a victorious plummet towards the hard ground. and of course, instinctively, she used her winner hands to stop her winner fall so as not to injure her tail bone/paralyse her lower half for life/hit her head against the ground and die of internal bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to put it in a less winner way, I FELL SO HARD ON MY HANDS THAT THEY WERE *INSERT EXTREME WORD* PAIN. i was literally grimacing in pain for an entire minute. doctor called it a "dorsal ligament impingement" or smth like that. basically my ligament became swollen when the arm bone and wrist bone were rammed into each other supporting my fortunately-not-so-heavy weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells i dont really care abt what ligament swollen or whatever. main point is, MY ARMS HURT LIKE SIAO NOW AND I DON'T THINK I CAN PLAY FOR NET CARN. ARGHHH =( he says 2 weeks to recover, nohooooo! i shall do cold compress everyday and apply loads and loads of gel and demand they recover within a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was quite cool, coz he did an ultrasound on my wrist and i could see all the bones and ligaments inside. HURRRR. but obviously not cool to see the swollen ligament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, psb night yst was a blast. thankyou OT! =D they gave us sashes and made us strut down some red carpet. my sash was "MISS LOONATIC" kthnx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall dump my hands in a bucket of ice and freeze them to death now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2799302584516850606?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2799302584516850606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2799302584516850606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2799302584516850606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2799302584516850606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/09/winner-mel-was-running-backwards-winner.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5293436696406197589</id><published>2007-09-18T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T19:05:46.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay forget about the previous angst post, coz I MANAGED TO CHANGE MY OPTIONS BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes mr yang roxorzzz because he is efficient in replying emails and is extremely accommodating =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on top of that, chem class on tuesday now starts at 3 instead of 4, which means we end at 5 instead of 6. how cool is that man! haha we even wanted to push for a 1230 class on wed but the classes would clash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnnddd we got karen tan for deconstructing media! MUAHAHA everyone was extremely pleased and even applauded upon her arrival because she was supposed to be taking the other group but somehow the 2 teachers did a swap. interesting course + cool teacher = utterly cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyo but she is way too humble she doesn't think she's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her: we all know that felicia chin is universally recognized as beautiful. but if you were to put someone else's face there, like my face, do you think ppl would buy this product?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyone chants under their breath*: YESSS DUHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA michelle even predicted that someone would buy 10 cartons of vitagen if it were so XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking for prom dresses with audrey was fun, but we walked for 4 hours till my feet hurt =( furthermore, being hit on by some cheeko chicken rice seller who mistook me for a 20+ year old foreigner was NOT FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh i think prelims are driving my brother mad. first he broke out into some random song and suddenly blurted out "direct transfer of genetic material from one cell to another" okay he is chanting even weirder stuff now and is heading towards me and i sense that he is going to sit me down and force me to listen and digest everything he's saying so IM OFF NOW BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5293436696406197589?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5293436696406197589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5293436696406197589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5293436696406197589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5293436696406197589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay-forget-about-previous-angst-post.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-8950788897585563167</id><published>2007-09-16T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T23:18:21.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forget about no options on fridays and ending school at 10:50. to cut the long story short, I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY I HAVE TO BE CHANGED FROM GEO1 TO GEO3 AND AM UNABLE TO CHANGE BACK BECAUSE GEO1 HAS REACHED ITS MAXIMUM CAPACITY?!! HELLO I WAS IN GEO1 IN THE FIRST PLACE SINCE IDONTKNOWWHEN WHAT MAX CAPACITY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. i really find it extremely unfair. i know its because someone else requested for a change but why must that mean that i have to be removed from geo1 for no rhyme or reason?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything about geo3 just seems so wrong. timing....(think about what other factors there may be by yourelf) but forget it i shall not continue anymore ranting here lest i get into any trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am just so unhappy. but since when was life ever fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-8950788897585563167?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/8950788897585563167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=8950788897585563167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8950788897585563167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8950788897585563167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/09/forget-about-no-options-on-fridays-and.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5321163453250683165</id><published>2007-09-08T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T16:09:42.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>warning: OPTIONS (pls skip the next 4 paragraphs if options is currently taboo to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes options were finally released last night and im quite glad that i got everything that i opted for! =D pharm chem, cultural landscapes and deconstructing media. althought cultural landscapes was totally not what i wanted, but the other humans options weren't very much my cup of tea either (which i don't fancy in the first place).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of options, everyone's engrish suddenly became very horriber during options bidding period. "EH MEL HAVE YOU BIDDED FOR OPTIONS?" o_O HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting your options is one thing. TIMING is another issue. ohwell not that big an issue. just that options end at 6 on monday and tuesday, and 4 on wednesday =( BUT options end at 1 on thurs, and on friday i have NO OPTIONS aka go home after lessons aka END SCHOOL AT 10:50 (: ENVY ME (and michelle who will have the pleasure of being with me throughout the entire options) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile im still at a loss as to how to spend my in-between breaks. for instance on wednesday i have nothing on from 10:30 to 3. zohmyword that's 4 and a half hours! enough to go home for lunch then sleep before heading back to school. NAH bad idea. we should be fully exploiting orchard before we move on to rj and get sick of j8! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of options =D 6 more questions and im done with my math ten year series! (uh-oh another taboo coming up) ohwells at least it keeps me awake and thinking. i totally pangseh-ed my chinese this hols. tried reading chinese last night and it just lullabied me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calling for ppl whose jap are proficient enough to help translate hana kimi! kthnx! language barrier is posing a great problem now with ep 10 out but unsubbed =/ meanwhile, im turning to coffee prince! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5321163453250683165?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5321163453250683165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5321163453250683165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5321163453250683165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5321163453250683165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/09/warning-options-pls-skip-next-3.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-6500644619592815451</id><published>2007-09-05T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T01:57:15.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/UfziKB6Mga"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UfziKB6Mga" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW SONG! =D whoo and i just learnt xing qing on the guitar. sounds super cool but my fingers are really pain now =( but grr i still can't play the bridge coz its the hardest yet nicest part of the song! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay we made bento on sunday! hahha it was super fun (and messy) but nonetheless very nice! then went to watch ratatouille. REMY IS SO CUTE HAHA. unfortunately rats aren't as adorable and welcoming in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona watch hairspray tmr with michelle and jing. yes we are so lag. hope its nice! ZAC EFRONNN =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i shall play xing qing one last time before my hand dies on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-6500644619592815451?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/6500644619592815451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=6500644619592815451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6500644619592815451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6500644619592815451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-song-d-whoo-and-i-just-learnt-xing.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4943948916638186235</id><published>2007-08-29T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T01:10:44.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELO LONG TIME NO SEE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'MMA FREE! YOU'MMA FREE! WE'MMA ALL FREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ignore the weird lingo. school today was rather useless. school tmr will be useless too. and school the day after will also be useless! why? because EYAs are over!! =D haha sorry to all the jnrs reading this. i can totally empathize man! but we're not exactly free either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm like bio log's due on friday. wow excellent my bio log is in a horriber state. im too lazy to glue all my worksheets so i just randomly slot them in a free page. and i need to re-do my flowchart and do journal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so that doesn't exactly spell f-r-e-e-d-o-m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coolest block today was english! yes mr jeremy is extremely nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) he specially arranged to have all his 3 classes have english today so that...&lt;br /&gt;2) he could meet us to give us our oral marks (HEE HEE HIGHEST IN CLASS) and....&lt;br /&gt;3) BUY DELIFRANCE FOR US!&lt;br /&gt;3) BUY DELIFRANCE FOR US!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3) BUY DELIFRANCE FOR US!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no i haven't lost the ability to count beyond 3. im just EMPHASIZING MY POINT (: to prove to you that i can do more than counting 1 to 3... 8 boxes of delifrance per class. 3 classes. 8 x 3 = 24 boxes in total! woooooahhh he must have alot of KA CHING $_$!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cheryl aka president of his fan club became super protective and denied all new membership from today onwards because she didn't want ppl to join the fan club only after he bought food for us. UH?! HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo went to cheryl's house to edit the jss video yst. haha i think the video's gona be super cool! though i haven't seen the final one yet. hahahha some of the kids are so adorable we just kept replyaing the clips over and over again watching them wave their hands in the air and scream "HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!!!" HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end off with one of our COOL class photos! haha we're supposed to look cool but i think most of us just end up looking very hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/5572/classphoto3ns5.jpg"&gt;http://img411.imageshack.us/img411/5572/classphoto3ns5.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img158.imageshack.us/img158/7803/classphotomw3.jpg"&gt;http://img158.imageshack.us/img158/7803/classphotomw3.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4943948916638186235?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4943948916638186235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4943948916638186235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4943948916638186235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4943948916638186235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/08/helo-long-time-no-see-imma-free-youmma.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-299401778508712930</id><published>2007-08-23T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T19:52:27.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12 marks just flew out of the window like that. okay fine, maybe if they're kind and use error carry forward i'll get 3-4 marks. ohwells the other questions SEEMED rather alright...so i do hope that that's the only question which i majorly messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhh physicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we probably all looked quite hilarious using all the different rules, esp fleming's left hand. lee lao shi must have been dying of laughter seeing a whole class of 34 do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGRISH!&lt;br /&gt;paper 1- verbal diarrhoea. HAHA i think we all wrote the same points?? which will be quite obvious since weiting and i had exactly the same points with exactly the same SENTENCE used haha. which is quite sad coz the sentences we memorized all sounded deep and profound, but since it was mass-produced it'll have lost its essence by the time our marker reads a couple of our scripts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im too lazy to upadate for the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised we only had ONE proper lesson of geog??!! i am seriously lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh 3 more papers to go =((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im an omen. was talking to tammy on tues after bio paper, then the next day she came running up to me saying how she dreamt that we were in the foyer talking abt bio paper again, and then i told her that there were 4 more pages of the bio paper and she realised she didnt do it and so she rushed back up to complete the 4 pages but she realised she couldnt do a single of the qns asked! AHHH ahahha. that must have been the ultimate nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoo and today's free gift on facebook is a STUDY BUDDY! ahaha how apt! goodness i think they must've seen all our distressed statuses over EYAs and so decided to provide STUDY BUDDY! whoo audwee gave me a study buddy, and i gave one to tammy 8D \ooo/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go study buddies! 3 more papers to go! (4 for audwee) i can't believe the whole pile of geog notes im holding now is gona be rendered useless for the rest of my life in about 26 hours time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-299401778508712930?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/299401778508712930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=299401778508712930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/299401778508712930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/299401778508712930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/08/12-marks-just-flew-out-of-window-like.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5676232888985291454</id><published>2007-08-15T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T00:06:45.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>setting: midnight over msn&lt;br /&gt;context: after mugging physics&lt;br /&gt;characters involved: mel and yiusum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;can just say by fleming's right hand rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;*paranoid*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;*solenoid*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;ok nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;*places a negatively charged rod near my head to induce positive thoughts D:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;ohmyworddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;yiusum!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;earth to yiusum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;earth to yiusum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;can you hear me???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;electrons gonna flow down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;to earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;AHHAAHHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;yiusum to earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;not earth to yiusum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe electrons flow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;zzz thats NEGATIVE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;deh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;concentrate yiusum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;CONCENTRATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-139- you're the line in the sand when I go too far says:&lt;br /&gt;*places soft iron core through ys's brain*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 柳琴. [rgco&amp;lyfe!] No time for regrets says:&lt;br /&gt;omg must blog abourrrthis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5676232888985291454?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5676232888985291454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5676232888985291454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5676232888985291454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5676232888985291454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/08/setting-midnight-over-msn-context-after.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-9145176114690657453</id><published>2007-08-09T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:34:47.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/xRZXy-s1cS"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/xRZXy-s1cS" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blast from the past was a blast! =D (though some of the games were really way too in the past)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the games, the whole group of us started playing on the monkey bars. i was amazed at my ability to do the monkey bars after not doing it for years! but of course some others *coughsERLINAcoughs* could do it with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swinging on the bars and looking like a monkey was really fun, but getting a whole chunk of skin peeled off my palm after that was NOT FUN. it was PAIN. and it still is pain =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed back for captain's ball after that. no matter how many handicaps we try to impose on the guys, they always intimidate us with their superior stature and thunderball throws =( ahhaha it was quite funny actually, tess and ray were desperately trying to throw the ball to my brother with all their might, but BEN PANG KEPT INTERCEPTING HAHAHA. so its like *TESS JUMPS WITH ALL HER MIGHT AND THROWS THE BALL 10M HIGH* *ben simply lifts his hand and pushes it away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA. its really funny, but when you're the one throwing the ball with all your might, its not that funny x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally missed the whole ndp parade today. turned on the tv only to sing marikita and wave goodbye to mr president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, happy national day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-9145176114690657453?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/9145176114690657453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=9145176114690657453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/9145176114690657453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/9145176114690657453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/08/blast-from-past-was-blast-d-though-some.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4921915528687395373</id><published>2007-08-08T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T17:02:57.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just got roped in yesterday morning to dance for our class item for tmr's national day celebration. well actually, i think we seem to be PRANCING instead of dancing. HAHA. but nvm, we'll look EXCITED and HAVE FUN even though we look RIDICULOUS *quotes ms leow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we totally wasted one hour in the hall today waiting for our TWO MINUTES OF REHEARSAL on stage. ok it wasn't really wasted. we had BONDING SESSION! we played the er where's-my-20cent-coin game and murderer. we started with the winking version, then xiaodi wasn't wearing her specs so she couldn't see anyone wink at her so when hongye winked at her 1000 times she still didnt die HAHA so we changed to the palm squeezing version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and something really funny happened yesterday. the edge of the smaller door panel in our class was like peeling off at the bottom. and so yst after class i wanted to step out of the classroom but my leg got caught in the panel. and for idontknowwhatreason hongye was hurrying me to go down, so she grabbed my hand and i said "wait wait my leg is stuck!" but she ignored me and YANKED me out of the classroom. and so my leg, still caught in the panel, launched forward and PEELED the entire panel off. HAHAHAH it was so funny i was like half shocked half amused. and poor yingching who was standing right in front of the panel had the whole thing crashing onto her HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all that's left of the panel is one miserable thin piece of board. ahahaha. i hope there aren't any cctv cameras around the area though. HURRR. but it was partially hongye's fault! though i still find it extremely hilarious. i wanted to take a picture of it. hmm i shall do that tmr x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont forget my &lt;strike&gt;dance&lt;/strike&gt; prance steps tmr. look out for us SAMSUI WOMEN x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4921915528687395373?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4921915528687395373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4921915528687395373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4921915528687395373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4921915528687395373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-just-got-roped-in-yesterday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-575910430079717948</id><published>2007-08-03T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:59:06.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>geog over, english orals over! whooo karen tan looks like felicia chin, just taller and prettier x) and i think she's really cool i got her and miss ong for orals =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of orals. I PASSED MY CHINESE ORALS *rejoices* and it was a decent pass =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today halfway during math some random person randomly shouted "*insert person's name* crushes karen tan!" HAHAHA i think it must have been so embarrassing for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh and they invited royston tan and eric ng for our hall assembly today! the whole school was practically cheering and going hyper (some of them were even one step closer to getting luo zhi xiang's handphone number).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think lu lao shi is so funny. every single time she talks to us abt guys, she'll just have to bring in the name robert no matter what. yst it was our boyfriend robert. today it was DR ROBERT. ?!?!? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh and the physics dept put a highly questionable quote on our electromagnetic notes. hahaha its so amusing i cant actually imagine any of the physics teachers daring to put such a quote on our notes. GO CHECK GO CHECK. the set of notes on ELECTROMAGNETIC INDUCTION x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah since im being so random here i shall continue with it. did the aces day routine for pe today. it is so NOT FUN being the pe rep coz you have to set an example and stand RIGHT IN FRONT where everyone can see you and laugh at you. but it was quite enjoyable coz all of us were quite sporting, and this year's routine is serously hilarious! its hilarious but also much more VIGOROUS than last year's. seriously, our low impact routine was almost equivalent to last yr's high impact man! and some of the actions were really so comical that everyone just stood in front of the big screen staring in disbelief with the what-we're-supposed-to-do-that-?! look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw we're gona have to wake up early again tmr for our chinese mock paper =S ahh and i just realised i dont have anymore foolscap paper left! actually i've been koping random pieces from various people over the past few days. i think im becoming a parasite =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-575910430079717948?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/575910430079717948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=575910430079717948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/575910430079717948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/575910430079717948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/08/geog-over-english-orals-over-whooo.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-8141399715685886048</id><published>2007-07-28T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:34:07.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went down to support cdiv yst, after which we had team dinner (and another cake XD) haha it was so funny they saw the cake with 7 candles, so the waitress played the BIRTHDAY SONG over the stereo system x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;check out what i made for audrey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqrmKKbRMjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/flfHeA8jBc8/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092135390967575090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqrmKKbRMjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/flfHeA8jBc8/s400/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cool eh. i spent one whole hour doing it until my hands were all pain from the twisting and poking of the wires. its supposed to be audrey's favourite msn action \oo/ 2 heads and 2 arms! then after i made it everyone thought they were GLASSES and some even thought it was a bra o_O then i was like "aiya its ABSTRACT! nvm, im sure my friend whom im giving it to (AHEM AUDREY) will be able to recognize it at FIRST GLANCE!" but thnx alot audrey also thought they were GLASSES! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, we were making alot of noise and camwhoring at the restaurant. first we were being LIAN with the oh-so-familiar 1-10 poses. (hehe if you can actually recognize, 8 is FLEMING'S LEFT HAND RULE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqrmhabRMkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ApFkh8MrZaE/s1600-h/1-10_melcharlotte2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092135790399533634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqrmhabRMkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ApFkh8MrZaE/s400/1-10_melcharlotte2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then the 3 jokes were trying to be EMO. do pay special attention to the butter knife and antibiotics (supposedly a chopper and drugs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqrnpKbRMlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8reOAah_OQg/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092137023055147602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqrnpKbRMlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/8reOAah_OQg/s400/DSC00141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;charlotte: im on the brink of death...life is meaningless...goodbye cruel world....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rqros6bRMmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tATf0WMV8nM/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092138186991284834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rqros6bRMmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/tATf0WMV8nM/s400/DSC00143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;audrey: hmmm....this seems rather intriguing. the pain feels exhilarating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqrpM6bRMnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2x6-UAfvgDM/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092138736747098738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqrpM6bRMnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2x6-UAfvgDM/s400/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jody: hmm...should i use the pills or the knife first...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY but its just all in the name of fun! we're all happy and straight =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-8141399715685886048?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/8141399715685886048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=8141399715685886048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8141399715685886048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8141399715685886048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/07/went-down-to-support-cdiv-yst-after.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqrmKKbRMjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/flfHeA8jBc8/s72-c/DSC00116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-1782838545357678176</id><published>2007-07-21T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T15:22:00.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rhd was fun, save for the fact that zhimin came 2mins before morning assembly and so i only got my sari 2mins before morning assmbly and so i only had 2mins to tie my sari and so i hapazardly wrapped it around my legs without doing any proper pleats and so my feet were TIGHTLY BOUND together and so i TOTTERED all the way down to the parade square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately jackie was wearing a sari too so we ran to a corner to re-tie it and we bumped into nikitha who helped us tie it the PROPER way =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGol6bRMcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/X9PZIw4udPw/s1600-h/P1020117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089534423197626818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGol6bRMcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/X9PZIw4udPw/s400/P1020117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGpbqbRMdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gLTxd7MZlL0/s1600-h/P1020144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089535346615595474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGpbqbRMdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/gLTxd7MZlL0/s400/P1020144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGp1KbRMeI/AAAAAAAAAEE/66PXSPY3bQg/s1600-h/P1020146.JPG"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089535784702259682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGp1KbRMeI/AAAAAAAAAEE/66PXSPY3bQg/s400/P1020146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGqo6bRMfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QRHPBlDyGdg/s1600-h/P1020153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089536673760489970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGqo6bRMfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/QRHPBlDyGdg/s400/P1020153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our very last trng in rg yst ended off with a bang. aunty cat told us to go to the room for a "meeting" and so we all went in. and when we were finally settled in the room, we were in for a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGsCKbRMhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DwfXzl7ggDI/s1600-h/farewell+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089538207063814674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGsCKbRMhI/AAAAAAAAAEc/DwfXzl7ggDI/s400/farewell+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that man! but if you can see, coz it was our SAMPLE photo, so there was the unglam "informal sample 1" there. lol. but it was still so cool! and the sec4s each got to eat our own faces =D (but zhimin cut my face into half grrr)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKYOU SEC 1s! i think we're a really fortunate batch of sec4s! we've got such wonderful juniors. i don't remember us having any farewell surprise for our seniors...hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGs3abRMiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wq4V9VbLOxg/s1600-h/farewell+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089539121891848738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGs3abRMiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/wq4V9VbLOxg/s400/farewell+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw audrey was teaching all of us how to tie our hair using chopsticks (pens, in our case). and so i went home to try and broke a paint brush =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bowling with my brother and 2 of his classmates later. this would probably be the last time im going to be bowling in at least 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been wanting to post this video for quite some time, but never found the appropriate moment to do so. so i shall finally post it up here! haha this was made a year ago, a compilation of rg bowling 04 and 05 (mostly 05). many ancient photos and ancient hairstyles x) don't laugh at my choice of song! i know it seems rather inappropriate =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0JEOD_xRXmY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0JEOD_xRXmY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-1782838545357678176?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/1782838545357678176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=1782838545357678176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1782838545357678176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1782838545357678176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/07/rhd-was-fun-save-for-fact-that-zhimin.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RqGol6bRMcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/X9PZIw4udPw/s72-c/P1020117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7981621093712408282</id><published>2007-07-17T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T00:06:18.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>还想为你摇秋千&lt;br /&gt;对着夕阳扮鬼脸&lt;br /&gt;若月光再美一点&lt;br /&gt;我们会否把手牵&lt;br /&gt;还想被你碎碎念&lt;br /&gt;当数流星的配乐&lt;br /&gt;你却说你等不到天亮&lt;br /&gt;空秋千 陪整夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D =D sitting with jianing is so fun coz i can sing with her whatever song we like without getting the weird stares i get from others when i start singing =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had really bad cramps yesterday, as usual. but this time round it was much worse since it happened in school, unlike usually when it'd happen over the weekend and i'd just lock myself up in my room and scream for 5 hours. it was really horrible and rather embarrassing since i was clutching my tummy and flinging my legs around and groaning at regular intervals. (not to mention grabbing whoever's hand was beside mine and squeezing it till it was entirely rid of blood. sorry jianing sorry michelle sorry cheryl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, when i was at the climax of my cramps and was feeling totally miserable, i actually felt that euthanasia was justifiable. i could totally imagine the utter misery man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the hot water bag did really help! it shortened my cramps from the usual 5 hours to 3 and a half hours- a significant one and a half hours! oh how i envy those who don't experience cramps at all =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my right hand really hurts now after carrying all the equipment during pe yst! jasmine and i lugged 34 floorball sticks in a basket which handles had dropped off and were replaced by 2 miserable wires which still broke. to make things tougher, we had to lug the entire basket from the pe store to the LOWER TENNIS COURTS. and we totally forget that we could actually cut through the gym corridor to get to the lower tennis courts. so we walked all the way cross the netball courts, UP THE STAIRS to the UPPER TENNIS COURTS, LUMBERED across the 2 courts, SCRAMBLED down the stairs and finally reached the lower tennis courts, FULLY WARMED-UP (literally), i can assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so not looking forward to playing floorball for 10 more weeks! no actually floorball's really fun, excluding the carrying of sticks =( they're so long! so whenever we lift them up they totter violently from side to side and so the basket swings like some viking ship and we look like fools wobbling across the courts =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather play soccer! coz all we need to carry is 2 balls and a stack of cones. furthermore, it can be quite entertaining to see 34 girls screaming after a ball rolling 10m away from them, probably hoping that screaming would make the ball scared and roll back to them =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7981621093712408282?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7981621093712408282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7981621093712408282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7981621093712408282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7981621093712408282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/07/d-d-sitting-with-jianing-is-so-fun-coz.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2106716451221263394</id><published>2007-07-12T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T21:55:19.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trng these days have been rather light-hearted. maybe its coz we've been playing snr-jnr games for the past few trngs. come to think of it, there are only abt 5 more trngs left for us! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday's trng was particularly memorable. mr yeoh was feeling generous and decided to er treat the jnrs if they won us. oh and if we won the jnrs by 30pins or more, then we'd get a treat too! yay so everyone got high and like even though we (bdiv) were split up into 4 teams we were still cheering for each other! which was quite crazy can you imagine screaming and shouting your lungs out at 4 ppl in one go. esp cheryl ahhaha she was literally cheering for every bdiv person she could see on the lanes even if they were 10 lanes away from her. hahaha and it felt really great coz like all of a sudden bdiv started cheering for each other even though we were in diff teams (yea la cdiv also la but WE WERE LOUDER XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and once again, the losing teams would have to do forfeit: hold bowling ball and squat 20 times. HAHA i think the forfeit doesnt really drain us physically. it just plays on our MENTAL, like EMBARRASSMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw my team won the jnrs for the first game and we won them by 32 pins! so we got a treat! and we were jumping for joy like wow we're so old and senile but we can still win those young and fit ones XD BUT BUT during the second game our STAMINA DROP la, so er we got trashed =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha and cheryl was super funny! she was like really so supportive of bdiv that when my team gena forfeit, she was like tryna REDUCE OUR TORTURE. "MEL, I HOLD THE BALL FOR YOU! YOU JUST SQUAT! I'LL CARRY ALL THE WEIGHT FOR YOU!" waaaaahhhhh *is touched*!!! cheryl is so loyal! ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a double victory by bdiv! ahahah that's all the jnrs of 2 teams doing forfeit. poor gatot! she bowled a 213 but still had to do forfeit coz her other teammates bowled 12/13. awww! haha but its all in the name of fun =D (sorry, no footages of snrs doing forfeit. HEH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PgbIJ4y5kTs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PgbIJ4y5kTs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh and audrey gave me a ty doggie yst! its called dotty =D but she still refuses to tell me how/why she got it. grrr. she's been keeping me in a lot of suspense these few days! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE ORALS ARE OVER YEAH! thank God i UNDERSTOOD THE QUESTION and did not ask the laoshi to REPEAT THE QUESTION although the qn was SUPER THE LONG and the topic was such a LENG MO HUA TI. while i was sitting there watching meiling speak, the laoshi had to repeat the qn for her. and i was thinking "OHNO! meiling didnt understand the qn? AH IT MUST BE SUPER HARD!" and i started panicking. then i hurriedly quoted a verse "do not be anxious about anything. but in everytihng, by prayer and petition, through thanksgiving, present your requests to God. and the peace of God which transcends all understanding will..." *MEILING WALKS AWAY AKA MY TURN* ahhaha so it was an unfinished prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am so disappointed i didnt use any of the cheem quotes i memorized beforehand =( but i kind of stoned for 10 whole seconds in front of the laoshi before opening my mouth. it was really funny! coz i was tryna listen REALLY CAREFULLY to what she was saying so i angled my ear towards her and the longer the question got, the nearer i went. and by the time she finished her qn, i was facing my ear against her and was barely a ruler-length apart from her and my mouth was literally wide open coz i really didnt know what to say. then she said "hao, kai shi!" and i just stoned there for 10 seconds (with my ear facing her and my face facing the car porch coz we were having it at the foyer) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this post is so long no i still wanna say some more today hongye and i started singing "kukubara" and i realised how warped my version of kukubara is! and to think i've been singing this warped version ever since i learnt it in like...p5?! haha i shall not tell you my warped version of kukubara lest i embarrass myself.(only hongye knows coz i was singing with her and she was laughing at my version).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2106716451221263394?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2106716451221263394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2106716451221263394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2106716451221263394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2106716451221263394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/07/trng-these-days-have-been-rather-light.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7411604655405041269</id><published>2007-07-05T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T18:54:23.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chem spa + bio over!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah who cares abt whether we we couldnt finish our titration and had to fake our results, or whether the "suggested answers" for bio didnt seem to answer the question. ITS OVERRRR!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooo i feel so happy now even though there's math assmt due tmr and chinese orals are next week (nohooooooo). i can finally edit class video! (uh oh didnt i say it was due on tuesday...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i think bio literally took control of all of us for the entire week. practically nobody studied for ting xie today. and we were all so elated when laoshi started going thru all the articles coz we thought there wouldnt be ting xie! then 15mins before the bell rang "HAO, TING XIE BA!" =(((( haha er it was like ?! uknow the kind of feeling when you dont know how to write 5 phrases in a row? VERY DISCOURAGING =( but nvm! after laoshi flashed the words to us and i counted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: EH I GOT 6 WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;weiting: huh? you got 6 wrong?!&lt;br /&gt;me: yea....never study mah hahaha&lt;br /&gt;weiting: I GOT 6 CORRECT LEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pimpleeee!! haha this was it when it was freshly squeezed. it was really pain and itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RozNmlr14AI/AAAAAAAAADs/Qx58tEX78GM/s1600-h/pimple!+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083664142229168130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RozNmlr14AI/AAAAAAAAADs/Qx58tEX78GM/s400/pimple!+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok jinshun's starting soon! woah i can finally watch jinshun in peace. COZ I'VE GOT YOU, TO MAKE ME FEEL STRONGER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7411604655405041269?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7411604655405041269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7411604655405041269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7411604655405041269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7411604655405041269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/07/chem-spa-bio-over-ah-who-cares-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RozNmlr14AI/AAAAAAAAADs/Qx58tEX78GM/s72-c/pimple!+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-108456828007780244</id><published>2007-07-01T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T21:33:50.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help us learn how to be forgiving and merciful. if someone strikes us on the right cheek, help us turn to him the other also. if someone wants to sue us and take our tunic, help us let him have our cloak as well. help us learn to be merciful, just as You are merciful to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help us learn not to judge others, or we too will be judged in the same way that we have judged others. help us not to look at the speck of sawdust in each others' eyes, ignorant of the plank in our own eye. help us learn to first remove the plank from our eye, then will we be able to see clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Lord, help us learn to love. help us learn to love our enemies and pray for those who persecute us. for if we only love those who love us, we'd only be comparable to that of tax collectors. and if we greet only our brothers, we'd only be that of pagans. help us learn to love others, just as You have loved us. for love is patient, love is kind. it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. it is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and having the faith (no matter how small, even as small as a mustard seed) in You, i believe that You will be able to make a miracle happen. may You work wonders in the lives of the 7 of us, and maybe one day, touch the hearts of the other 6's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-108456828007780244?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/108456828007780244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=108456828007780244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/108456828007780244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/108456828007780244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/07/dear-lord-please-help-us-learn-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5409940064729964708</id><published>2007-06-29T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:33:44.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chem pt done! finalleh. it was really a torture. i exceeded the limit by half a page. so after much adjustment of margin widths and font sizes and whatnot, i painfully managed to squeeze everything into 4 pages. uh, they don't look like lecture notes. they just look like 4 pieces of ant-infested papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i have been entrusted the task of editing class video! over the weekend, that is. though i really have no idea whether editing it on windows movie maker and then converting the file onto mac would actually work. but anyway, its good that i get to edit the video coz i can FILTER out any photos that i deem unfit (aka kok secretly snapping superstar shots of me during lessons). mhmmm. and at the same time i can accede to ppl's countless requests for their chio faces to appear on the video (yes haily i shall balloon your face to full screen =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw yityng is really lame and cold! sometimes she says stuff that are so idontknowwhatyoucallthat that it really makes you wanna ram your head against the table. haha today she took out this piece of paper with a whole list of her "cold comments" on it. ho yes can you believe it she even records them down. well one of them was "time and pens are inversely proportional. after an exam- time's up, pens down" HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow huiwen is able and has offered to help me convert the video! wheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think mr jeremy's still as funny as before.&lt;br /&gt;"okay girls this point is really important, so could you all pls look up for a moment before you continue with your physics or math" x)&lt;br /&gt;oh and&lt;br /&gt;"i wonder whether ppl do english homework during other lessons, coz i always see ppl doing things like math and physics during my lessons, so do you guys actually take out my english articles to read during math or smth?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just imagine him saying that with his american accent, accompanied by his boyish grins at appropriate intervals. ohwells, what can you expect from someone who walks over to shangri-la to use the toilets. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5409940064729964708?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5409940064729964708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5409940064729964708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5409940064729964708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5409940064729964708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/06/chem-pt-done-finalleh.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-1817940394218733912</id><published>2007-06-24T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T22:01:08.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its here. its back. its coming to haunt all of us. its...SCHOOL. *EVERYONE SCREAMS AND RUNS IN CIRCLES AND HIDES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it weren't for math test and chem SPA and chem pt due, i'd go to school rather willingly this week. i was chionging chem pt yesterday, from 2pm-2am. (okay fine i watched princess diaries and went to the toilet 10 times and had dinner in btwn) but other than that, it was utter sianness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my brother was sitting beside me and tryna TEACH ME ECONS. ?!?! he was like "ok so you see, when you blablabla, then you have surplus, then the government has to blablabla. UNDERSTAND MEL?" when in actual fact nothing went into my head because i was doing chem. i think he should've just dragged someone at the same wavelength as him and teach that person. not someone who knows nuts abt econs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh and princess diaries was really funny! ahahha its the super typical chicflic show, just a little funnier x) "can the fengshui club please stop rearranging the tables in the lawn!" HAHAHAHHA. i still find that really hilarious x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya anyway, back to SCHOOL. roo is in an extremely severe state of denial. "maybe they'll move our chem spa to the second chem block, so then it'll be fair and we'll have more time to study! no wait, maybe they'll CANCEL the spa!" haha yeah right man. wait nong nong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jacq's back! wheeee! she's on a THREE WEEK holiday arghhhh. it feels so wrong, coz she usually comes back at the end of the year. so when she's back, its kind of a sign for us to relax and play. but now that she's back, its SCHOOOL. oh no, this seems like an omen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, one more term! 10 more weeks! 50 more school days! then its options in term 4. wonder how it'll turn out. uh oh...i just realised the days we have with our classes are numbered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, webcaming with audrey is extremely fun! tried it out on fri. played the take over the break's over for her on the guitar, and she said she could hear it clearly! wohoo. haha. GET A MIC SOON AUDREY. then we can do even cooler stuff. like I PLAY THE GUITAR YOU SING. or maybe the other way round sounds better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-1817940394218733912?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/1817940394218733912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=1817940394218733912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1817940394218733912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1817940394218733912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-here.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5422807729846416535</id><published>2007-06-22T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T00:38:33.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankly, on sunday night as i was packing i was still wondering whether i had made the right decision to go for the camp. afterall, it was the last week of school holidays and i had so many things to complete and there'd be trng 3 times a week. also, when i first found out it was at BB campsite i was like ohno......no aircon....mozzies...ahhhh. too used to those church camps where we stay in cool resorts with cool aircons i guess x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just knew and hoped that there'd be something that would come out of this camp for me. and so holding on to that hope that'd i'd learn something, i went for camp threequarter-heartedly (hah, it was slightly more than half-hearted).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and boy did i come back from camp not having a single regret. ok fine, there's gona be a lot of stuff to chiong over the next few days, but that's seriously nothing compared to what i learnt in camp. not just about godliness. there were also many valuable experiences with certain people that i never would be able to experience on normal sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;but now i've got a red nose from yst's treasure hunt. it was fun nonetheless =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and the campsite wasnt that bad after all k! i was FREEZING in my bottom bunk on the first night. can you believe it. FREEZING under a FAN in a BOTTOM BUNK. how ironic. ahahah to think that i was missing my aircon when i saw the fans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and on the last night our dorm devotion lasted for one hour! haha the first 2 nights lasted for only like 10mins. but i guess last night we really had some heartfelt sharing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aiya i shall stop here for now coz im really tired. i didn't go to my bed when i came back from camp this afternoon. wow! amazing! in fact i spent quite some time on chinese and geog. yay i guess God's rewarding me with alertness and some night energy coz i went for the camp!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay i shall just stop here now since im getting rather tired. will let the pictures (and maybe some vidoes hurr) do the talking next post!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and to camp comm (if any of you are reading this) : thanks for everything! camp holympics was great! =D (without the mozzies and the lizards and the humongous beetle on the second flight of stairs which takes one whole night to crawl down 2 steps)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;trng tmr. ahh....hope i dont oversleep. and i need to go and do my chem expt again but i've run out of zinc sulphate =( I NEED ZINC SULPHATE SOLUTION! *hint hint* =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5422807729846416535?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5422807729846416535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5422807729846416535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5422807729846416535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5422807729846416535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/06/camp-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7690062899652243792</id><published>2007-06-18T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T00:37:33.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahooooo i finally figured out chem qn2! woahh though i didnt really get down to thinking about it beforehand, it was kind of hogging the back of my mind over the past few days. but but but today i saw sarah online and decided to give it a shot and after much "i think sos" and "maybes", BINGO! HAHAH! YAY THANKYOU SARAH (= &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahh now i can go for camp in peace! im gona chiong tonight and tmr morning. went back with hazel on wed to do the expt actually. and we managed to get 1.1V! after much struggle though...HAHA we kind of used up all the filter papers in the lab and i soaked my hand in potassium nitrate for like how long my skin started peeling after that. (and we actually had macs and ate fries with our hands after that yumyum)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was so happy when i got the 1.1V i started taking super a lot of photos of my set up. HAHA i was like doing a photoshoot for it la! angle here angle there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay yay camp tmr! more or less packed, and i think im bringing a lot of junk. nvm, more better than less =D i brought fruit and breakfast bars! haha in case i get hungry at night. haiya but im going late coz of trng =( booo cheat my money la i thought this week was like our last week of trng EVER and so i didnt wana miss it and all the emo-ness, so i thought i'd sacrifice a bit of my camp. but apparently we still have to train once a week after the hols! woahh...cheat my money =( i shall try and pon trng on wed, with an excuse letter la of course =D haiya we're so old and senile alrdy...useless to the team....they should let us off. HAHA. ohmygoodness we're sec4s, we're OLD! okay that was really random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha made this for my dad today =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RnVhDB8nAyI/AAAAAAAAADU/XZrymuKfr2I/s1600-h/fathersday.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077070859620254498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RnVhDB8nAyI/AAAAAAAAADU/XZrymuKfr2I/s400/fathersday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;these are my friends...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RnVhSB8nAzI/AAAAAAAAADc/CnsJ3QVrB2c/s1600-h/church2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077071117318292274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RnVhSB8nAzI/AAAAAAAAADc/CnsJ3QVrB2c/s400/church2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and that's kegan!! charmant's favourite. ahahahha he looks so cute! but aiya he wasn't in a good mood today, so he was frowning alot =( HAHA he was actually growling at tess who was performing antics in front of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RnVhkB8nA0I/AAAAAAAAADk/doNr7I5T1eQ/s1600-h/church3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077071426555937602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RnVhkB8nA0I/AAAAAAAAADk/doNr7I5T1eQ/s400/church3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7690062899652243792?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7690062899652243792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7690062899652243792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7690062899652243792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7690062899652243792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/06/wahooooo-i-finally-figured-out-chem-qn2.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RnVhDB8nAyI/AAAAAAAAADU/XZrymuKfr2I/s72-c/fathersday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4268079058918231274</id><published>2007-06-16T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T14:35:27.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh so many things have happened over the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 PSB CHALET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i only managed to go for the second day, it was still really fun (: played MINI MAHJONG (gave up after about 5 rounds) and made this out of my super mini mahjong set:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RnOAwh8nAxI/AAAAAAAAADM/E9ZNRMt0bDQ/s1600-h/chalet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076542776211342098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RnOAwh8nAxI/AAAAAAAAADM/E9ZNRMt0bDQ/s400/chalet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha isnt it cool! made by jac and me! =D disclaimer: this in NO WAY implies that psb is made of mahjong. it just implies that psb is filled with ppl who love to play mahjong =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also played POOL! yes we decide that we don't wanna be losers who go to jc not knowing how to play pool (okay kidding la pool doesn't make you a winner, we just wanted to act cool) so a whole bunch of us noobs stomped into the pool room past a few pros and CONFIDENTLY played. hey, not too bad k! jac and i won 2 rounds! wahooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 COOKING AT SERENE'S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey we really spent the whole day baking and cooking. ok and we watched 200pounds beauty. ohoh and sheryl and i finally gave in to serene and let her introduce us to her jap drama- 1 litre of tears. HAHA the title itself alrdy sounds so sad la i dont wanna continue watching coz i dont wanna end up producing 1 litre of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err i think i've gone shopping about thrice this week, but i didn't really buy much. but im still happy with what i bought =D met the twins while shopping yst. haha ohmy imagine if we buy the same blouse/stuff and end up wearing the same blouse/stuff to church next week. HAHA. but actually what's so embarrassing about wearing the same thing as someone! it just goes to show that we 2 have good taste =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my mom says i should wear more dresses so i bought a dress yst. actually i bought another dress some time ago but i have yet to wear it coz i can't find any occasion to wear it and i also dont dare to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: okay i just spotted someone with "spider lilies" on his msn nic. hello you're 5 years underage to watch that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not random: i've been thinking about this over the past few days. why do ppl actually talk bad about others behind their backs. because seriously, talking behind their backs won't help the victim at all. if they really care about that person, why not talk to her personally, encouraging her to change her ways? worse still, if the person whom you're gossiping to is the victim's friend, won't that friend feel very hurt too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay i think im being rather vague here. i shall stop now and continue this elsewhere....in a more specific and confidential manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY camp's in 2 days time. there goes 4 days of the last week of our holidays. nonetheless spent in a meaningful way (= i shall NOT complain about how im gona miss 3 episodes of jiayoujinshun esp monday's episode which is super exciting. i shall also NOT complain about how i'll be unable to go down to watch css round 2 live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes and im gona wax my legs. they look like hairy monsters and ppl have been commenting about them over the past few weeks. yes so if you're reading this, pls dont comment about my legs anymore coz they'll only make me more conscious about them =( only problem is that veet's non-heated wax strips are only suitable for max hairlength of 5mm. and my hair length is like 2.5cm?! its like 5 times the maximum length for effective waxing! i feel so hurt =( and pls don't go and measure your own hairlength after reading this. your hair will feel extremely inferior as compared to mine. (yeah right, as if you'll listen to me. i bet you're taking out a ruler and attempting to measure your hairlength now right. HAH, GOTCHA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey offered to wax one leg for me while i waxed the other. her reason: if i wax one leg at a time, i may backout after the first wax and i'll end up having an ugly bald patch amidst a hairy jungle. but by waxing 2 legs at a time, i don't have a chance to backout. hmm, cool idea. i just need some time to pluck up the courage. then when im brave enough, CHIONG AHHHH WAX WAX WAX. THE END. SMOOTH, SALON and SEXY legs happily ever after (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH OUT PPL. im gona have killer legs soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4268079058918231274?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4268079058918231274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4268079058918231274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4268079058918231274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4268079058918231274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-so-many-things-have-happened-over.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RnOAwh8nAxI/AAAAAAAAADM/E9ZNRMt0bDQ/s72-c/chalet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-1922707080638863788</id><published>2007-06-11T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T00:13:26.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like my new skin? =D haha i kind of changed it on impulse, which is kind of weird, coz my skins usually last for a year or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway i cant stand msn's mini ad box! right now they're advertising the F300 ultra music phone with beyonce endorsing it. so everytime i hover over it the box will pop out and play "TO THE LEFT TO THE LEFT" ohmyword very irritating! cannot tahan! i was quite into that song just a few days ago but now i REFUSE to listen to it coz of the ad. grrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and just listened to the multiple versions of avril's girlfriend. there's french and german and jap and CHINESE. hahah! like "HEY HEY YOU YOU WO BO XI HUAN NI NU PENG YOU. HEY HEY YOU YOU NI XU YAO YI GE XIN DE" ahahah wth. anyway i think that song is horrid la it sounds horrible, the lyrics are horribler and the mv's the horriblest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hit the sale at taka today. another unfruitful trip =( bought a pair of black skinnies. and loads and loads of food! which im going to eat now before i watch superstar results =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wait wait but before that! photos! sent the gylc peeps off at the airport on sat. we drew this for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;cute right! nat on the left, chiobu in the centre and jia on the right =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rm1n6x8nAtI/AAAAAAAAACs/kf2lv-BcIjg/s1600-h/CIMG7974.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rm10Dh8nAvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yC0VzrVIg9w/s1600-h/CIMG7974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074839959117431538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rm10Dh8nAvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yC0VzrVIg9w/s400/CIMG7974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and we sooo love the skytrain! hahah sat back and forth for quite a few times. cheap thrill but, still makes us smile! x)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rm10YB8nAwI/AAAAAAAAADE/sEgQAkPtFaA/s1600-h/CIMG7982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074840311304749826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rm10YB8nAwI/AAAAAAAAADE/sEgQAkPtFaA/s400/CIMG7982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ahahha okok pork floss bun and brownie and beard papa here i comeeee! ok no, just one of them, uh can't decide.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-1922707080638863788?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/1922707080638863788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=1922707080638863788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1922707080638863788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1922707080638863788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/06/like-my-new-skin-d-haha-i-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rm10Dh8nAvI/AAAAAAAAAC8/yC0VzrVIg9w/s72-c/CIMG7974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-3580935780577222369</id><published>2007-06-07T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T18:26:30.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is what you get when you spend your entire day at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Do you like having your picture taken? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea =D but i must be aware of it! i look horrible in candid shots =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Pick up the closest book and write a sentence at random from it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A buffer solution resists changes in its pH when a small amount of either acid or alkali is added to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Do the same with a lyric from either a cd or the radio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another winter day has come and gone away in even Paris and Rome and i wanna go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Have you ever tried to analyze your own dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yea, i even took 3 years to analyze one in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Can you sing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...does croaking count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Do you ever sing to yourself while doing everyday tasks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely! in the shower, while studying, even in the bowling alley coz its so noisy nobody can hear you x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Have you ever lied to get off the phone or out of talking to someone on line?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i told him i needed to sleep when it was only 10pm x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Would you rather chew gum or use mouthwash and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;chew gum. mouthwash tastes horrible, and chewing gum makes you look cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) Do you floss?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap! when i feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Describe your bedroom, include all details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;rather small, rather neat as of yesterday x) uh...bed...yellow bedsheets. study area's on a platform? and....about 40 soft toys sitting on top of the shelves =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) Would you or have you ever shaven your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) How about someone else's?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really...i wanted to shave my barbie's head, then i realised the hair won't grow back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) If you could only talk to one person online who would that be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one whom i talk to almost everyday, except for the past week coz she's in hong kong (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) Have you ever said lol in real life without thinking about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yea, the feelings quite cool when you say it actually. try saying it, pronounce it as lawl x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) Say one thing you've learned today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resistance of a wire is directly proportional to its length and inversely proportional to its cross-sectional area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16) Do you wear a watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;All the time, except when im bathing and sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17) Write one sentence stating what you want people to say about you after you've passed on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's better off dead. NAH KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18) How long does it take you to get ready to go out?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends. if im going for tuition, just 5 minutes. in terms of REALLY going out, the longest time i've taken to choose my clothes is 1hour. (forget about counting changing time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19) Do you shower daily?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, but i wash my hair on alternate days. today is wash hair day =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20) Name something you've done in the last 24hrs no matter how big or small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;walked into the storeroom to get a can of green tea. opened a new carton the wrong way, almost sent 12 cans rolling onto the floor. walked out satisfied with my can of green tea and almost died of shock when my brother came jumping out from behind the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21) Do you own or have you read, or thought of reading any self-help books?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yes, yes and yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22) What is the strangest thing you've ever done?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my entire life? I can't remember. but within the past 24 hours, that would be standing in front of the mirror and imitating takuya kimura in his gatsby ad. got really dizzy after that =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23) Have you ever been on tv or the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;accidentally? YES. not too long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24) How high have you counted before getting bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;40 x 400 times. math pt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25) Describe how you sleep. (ie. your position and/or how you fall asleep) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i usually lie on my left side, then get restless and turn over, then start to fear that something creeps up and jumps on me from my left side, so turn back over to my left side to ensure nothing jumps on me. i pray in bed and always fall asleep halfway through my prayer. sometimes if i remember where i left off, i'll continue my prayer in the morning =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26) What is the most expensive item you own?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...my piano i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27) How about the least expensive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ah, the eraser i picked up from the canteen floor in primary 1. priceless =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28) Name your worst quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;im rather impatient and can snap at ppl when im in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29) Name your best.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i can acknowledge my worst quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30) Do you blowdry your hair?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, unless my mom catches me washing my hair at 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31) What do you think about when you first wake up in the morning?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew, my retainers stink and i can't wait to take them off now. (that's actually my motivation to wake up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32) Tell me about your dream last night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh oh....do i really have to.....i was in a heated argument with someone and i scolded that person an effing b*tch =S hey i wouldn't do that in real life k! im not so vulgar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33) What's your favorite cereal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;banana nut crunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Describe the worst fight you've ever been in whether physical or verbal.&lt;br /&gt;uh....in p2....when i was fighting with my brother. he rammed the phone against my head and i got so pissed i pushed him and he landed on the sofa. then i shoved the glass top of the coffee table off and it landed on the floor. but it didn't break! solid sia! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i never knew i could find so much joy and amusement in watching american sitcoms at 1am. they are seriously so much better than those prime time local sitcoms. i shall try it again today =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-3580935780577222369?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/3580935780577222369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=3580935780577222369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/3580935780577222369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/3580935780577222369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-what-you-get-when-you-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7682377052697399045</id><published>2007-06-04T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:19:24.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mom (to my bro) : J, i think mel's distracting you too much you can't concentrate on your econs. i better bring her out of the house. mel, come lets go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCKSSSSS XDXD. ahhahah! aiya but i didn't buy anything in the end la =( not that i need anything actually. centrepoint was a disappointment. but my mom promised we'd try taka tmr! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met sherry and her mom on the PIE. how cool is that man x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a very IMPORTANT thing to take note of: when you're talking about a person with someone else, always make sure that you're talking about the SAME person. HAHA jac and i are like super LIUSERS pls! last night we so happened to mention A and B. then jac started talking about A, but i thought she was referring to B. so i replied her by talking about B, and she thought i was talking about A, and this continued on for like 10mins. and suddenly "EH, ISN'T SHE IN CLASS *censored*??" AHAHAHHA WTH! super liuser la! woa fortunately we didnt start bitching about either of them. ahahah imagine "EH SHE SUCKS LA" "YEA MAN I THINK SHE SUCKS!" then EH, DIFFERENT PPL! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worship leading yesterday went fine, CHERYL AND I DIDN'T ZAO XIA! ahahaha! some of the songs were really very high la, like open the eyes of my heart. and why do songs have similar titles huh! like when you think of Jesus, lover of my soul, which one comes to your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, lover of my soul, Jesus, I will never let you go&lt;br /&gt;or Jesus, lover of my soul. All consuming fire is in Your grace?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine's the first one. anyway, i still find praying on stage scary =( ahaha so far all the prayers i've prayed need to be thought-thru, i can't just go up there and like "AS THE HOLY SPIRIT GUIDES ME" kinda thing. ohwells, as the Holy Spirit leads me then x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha jac's latest post is super the cool! i shall kope this from her blog and help advertise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET YOUR CRUSH TO FALL IN &lt;3 WITH YOU!&lt;br /&gt;For tRuE lOvE&lt;333 to enter your life, you have to do this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) SMS F5 to 71199&lt;br /&gt;2) Call 1900 112 3305&lt;br /&gt;3) tell all your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, because it's magic, you can only do it between 8pm-10pm - only then it will work!!! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do steps 1-3...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 times: you will never get a bf/gf/lover/spouse and will be locked in crate of oranges till your death, plus i will never visit your blog again, nor will i link you. HMPH!&lt;br /&gt;1-2 times: your crush will look at you&lt;br /&gt;3-5 times: your crush will look &amp; smile at you&lt;br /&gt;6-8 times: your crush will look, smile &amp;amp; talk to you&lt;br /&gt;9-11 times: your crush will ask you out&lt;br /&gt;12-14 times: your crush will become your bf/gf&lt;br /&gt;15-17 times: your crush will be your stead&lt;br /&gt;18-20 times: you will marry your crush (who is now your stead) and live happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;more than 20 times: all your wishes will come true!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah and then there's a pic of leejunki with "vote f5" on it. LOL! anyway, yes vote f5! tonight! 8-10pm, channel u =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7682377052697399045?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7682377052697399045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7682377052697399045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7682377052697399045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7682377052697399045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/06/mom-to-my-bro-j-i-think-mels.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-834874190713748226</id><published>2007-05-31T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T20:51:07.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so NAG's over. we sure had fun! im just a little disappointed that my last bowling competition in rgs had to end off on a bad note. ohwells, but as aunty cat always says, SMILE! i shall kind of like do some mini reflections here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from picking up the sport itself, i have definitely made many new friends (especially one VERY GOOD friend XD) 2 of the more significant lessons learnt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) sportsmanship- e.g. not cursing under your breath/stomping on the lanes when qianbian things happen like the ball suddenly overhooking or chopping the pin or missing the pin by 0.00000001 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) teamwork- i.e. encouraging your teammates when they're not bowling well. most importantly, not to show a black face or even cry when you're not bowling well coz that's not gona help anything or anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, and of course along the way certain things have happened. though they aren't really pleasant, im still glad they happened (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of the emo-ness! on a lighter note, (or maybe not very light) i shall recount what happened yesterday morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hazel, nic, albee, moony and i were at shaw macs having breakfast when this random guy suddenly came walking past us saying "hello can i be your friend..." my initial instinct was "ohno, some macs guy tryna promote us stuff" but it seemed rather queer when he conveniently plopped himself on a chair beside our table and stared straight at us. speculation that this guy had a screw loose was confirmed when he started asking us for our names. at first we were so amused we just turned away and started laughing. but when he refused to go away, we got pissed. he literally sat beside us for the entire breakfast suggesting things like catching a movie, going to borders and last but not least, karaok-ing. sorry dude, even if you had been wiser enough to suggest kbox, we'd still decline the offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he was ACTING weird, then he's one dangerous guy. for all we knew, he could've been some serial kindnapper or rapist. but he seemed genuinely WEIRD, which kind of explained his despo-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, we bowled with the same group of guys throughout the 4 days of NAG. got really sian. the first one seems plain gay, the second just as gay, the third whacks your hand SUPER HARD when he strikes/spares (WTH CANNOT TAHAN TODAY HE GOT 5 STRIKES IN A ROW THEN NEXT GAME FOUR BAGGER, MY HAND ALMOST DIED), and the last one was rather okay heh. we eventually realised that the last one likes jermaine! woohooo! ahahahah. jermaineeeeeeeee. i guess he didn't realise that jermaine's parents were sitting right behind throughout the enitre course of NAG. if he did, i think he'd have backed off HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye anyway, last sunday was the last week of mission's month and they invited 2 ladies from the kalagan ministry to speak to us. its really amazing to see how they can come back so strong despite setbacks and tragedies, especially one of them who's husband got shot dead by one of the anti-Christ locals 4 years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just received some unpleasant news yesterday evening. and once again my mom reminded me- even as i slog my guts out to salvage my GPA this june hols, what's of utmost importance is my walk with God, followed by my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap, i shall try not to complain about brown rice, basmati rice and soup without salt anymore (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-834874190713748226?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/834874190713748226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=834874190713748226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/834874190713748226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/834874190713748226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok-so-nags-over.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7063522061821398601</id><published>2007-05-29T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T14:21:08.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hokay im supposed to be leaving the house in 22 minutes' time for NAG and i havent changed/packed so i shall do a QUICK POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) philo essay is totally crap. that's the price i pay for not paying attention to larry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) my nails are rather long and i intend to leave them to grow over the june hols, though i hope they don't crack when i bowl these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) bowled like crap for NAG yesterday, and so did everyone else. HAHA. but nvm, there's still 3 more games for singles today, and doubles and team tmr and the day after! hurray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) nic loves me she wrote me a love letter and wants me to reply her but i have yet to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) how come so many ppl saw my face on tv during css last night, so embarrassing =( AND AUDREY SAYS I LOOK LIKE AN EGG! actually she says i have an egg-shaped face. HAHA, er, are they the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) baptism service on sunday was cool, lots of stuff to say/upload, but shall do this tonight/tmr WHEN IM DONE WITH MY PHILO ESSAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) my pimples are emerging again and my brother says they look like craters =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) i just had herbs and garlic-flavoured cheese with spring onions. sounds like hell but tastes heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) why on earth is everyone into linkin park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) time for me to get ready. NAG HERE I COME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7063522061821398601?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7063522061821398601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7063522061821398601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7063522061821398601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7063522061821398601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/05/hokay-im-supposed-to-be-leaving-house.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-8030206581274109924</id><published>2007-05-23T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T00:31:12.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you look around and see some joys have passed you by&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel blue, just get up and live&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever sigh over things you wish you’d try&lt;br /&gt;Now’s the time to get up and live&lt;br /&gt;Don’t set your heart on things you have missed&lt;br /&gt;But look out to the horizon&lt;br /&gt;And get up and live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day, one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day, living one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if your past romances lie behind in ruins&lt;br /&gt;Start to love yourself and get up and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And if some painful memory keeps you hiding from tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Take a second chance to get up and live&lt;br /&gt;But don’t let your sorrow scold you&lt;br /&gt;Don’t live in the past&lt;br /&gt;And don’t let your failures hold you&lt;br /&gt;Just get up and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you had a dream of what you might have been&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let go, just get up and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And if you think the years turn too quickly through life’s pages&lt;br /&gt;Take what’s left and get up and live&lt;br /&gt;But don’t mourn the years that have drifted&lt;br /&gt;Or what might have been&lt;br /&gt;Take hold of all you’ve been given&lt;br /&gt;And get up and live&lt;br /&gt;Get up and live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, one day, living one day…&lt;br /&gt;Ooh one day, one day, just live one day&lt;br /&gt;Just live one day...one day…at a time…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello i really really love this song. in fact, it feels so much better reading the lyrics than listening to the song itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile mel....smile.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did it take me so long to realise. with man, NOTHING is possible. with God, EVERYTHING is possible. i guess i've really been counting on myself too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realise i don't really know how to care for ppl. i mean, deep down inside i really care for them, but somehow i really just don't know how to show it, so it may come across to the other party as apathy. hey...but im an spsl after all, so i can't be THAT bad eh? heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel's open house schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30-9:35        ushering&lt;br /&gt;9:35-10:30     sleep&lt;br /&gt;10:30-11:30   bowling booth&lt;br /&gt;12:00-1:00     psb booth&lt;br /&gt;1:00-2:00       film cluster booth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have more than half the mind to start lamenting and complaining. (after all, my mom just spoke to me in the car today saying how psb has been taking up so much of my time, though indirectly but nonetheless further expressing her lack of support for me joining the board. just lack of support, not disapproval.) but i still have the other half of the mind to give thanks for everything possible- that i can have one hour of sleep in between and that i have half an hour to have my FREE lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow somehow the thought of sleep and lunch has made me smile (= by the way, ok i admit my stomach isnt as fat as i have been describing it to many ppl over the past 2 weeks. but you still gotta believe me, my waistline is 26. no, not hips. waist-positively sure. 2 inches fatter than the ideal, ohmy since when do i ever exceed. but don't worry, im not ano. i do want to put on some weight too, just not at the tummy x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-8030206581274109924?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/8030206581274109924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=8030206581274109924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8030206581274109924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8030206581274109924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-you-look-around-and-see-some-joys.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-1574985270907835076</id><published>2007-05-15T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T00:18:36.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chris is some bomb la x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yst's trng was really cool. on our way there on the bus we were watching movie trailers from the big screen outside lido. the trailers were extremely hilarious- 200 pounds beauty and ring of glory. HAHA audrey and i were super set to go watch 200 pounds beauty after we saw the trailer la! but thnx alot dude for pangseh-ing me. now i've got no one to watch it with =( ring of glory was actually quite gross. SERIOUSLY GAY GROSS. im never ever gona watch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway during trng cat told us that the team's gona be trng at singapore poly from next year onwards! rawrrr! hello why does everything always have to start next yr huh =( so while the rest were busy discussing plans for next year, the sec4s were having their own little conversations. i was singing HERE WITHOUT YOU to audrey and she said if i were to sing that i'd scare my boyfriend away. AHAHAH WTH! my singing a bit the too zai la. IM HERE WITHOUT YOU BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesss audrey held me back by 15mins after school today to teach me "the take over, the break's over" on the guitar! and yes after having not touched the guitar for more than 2 weeks i decided to go home and prac "the take over, the break's over" and HERE WITHOUT YOU x) and TADA i have this really humongous round blister on my fourth finger now, coz i think my fingers became soft and unconditioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, played one game during trng yst. and this is called perseverence! haha not exactly a very high score la, but i mean this goes to show that even though the first few frames bowl like crap, there's still hope, so never give up! x) top one! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://buzznet-63.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/melrox/default/gallery-msg-117924484413.jpg?868485482" width= "350" height = "260"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy. ouch my blister hurts. and differentiation is the most horrible creature on earth. and next we're gona learn integration which is practically the reverse of differentiation. so, can you imagine the question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; wtewt9vgaw453&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) Differentiate the above expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) With respect to your answer from part i, perform the law of integration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final answer: wtewt9vgaw453&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you have just performed differentiation and integration to get the exact same expression (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-1574985270907835076?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/1574985270907835076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=1574985270907835076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1574985270907835076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1574985270907835076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/05/chris-is-some-bomb-la-x-haha-ysts-trng.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7221656379723189311</id><published>2007-05-13T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T01:07:04.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i finally understand what it means to really care for someone. beyond just pure infatuations or having that someone always on your mind. i've been given opportunities to really learn to care for ppl over the past week- be it sending an sms of encouragement, or just offering to pray for someone. i realise im always too caught up with myself and im almost always only interested in telling ppl about me, myself and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others. -Philippians 2:3,4-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, so i shall learn to be more caring towards others and more genuinely interested in them. so don't be too surprised if i come up to you and ask you "HOW'S LIFE" or "SO, WHAT DID YOU HAVE FOR BREAKFAST TODAY?" okay kidding, that would be called obsession. WTH SPEAK OF OBSESSION, audrey says im obsessed over someone! HELLO! IM NOT! im totally over that someone okay im just being CURIOUS! curious =/= obsession! rawrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORA was cool, though standing in front of the sandwich maker for two hours totally was NOT cool. i was dying of heat in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had brunch with the senior1s after morning service today. great time to really get to know the younger ones (not like we're very old la). oh and this week my parents are going to shanghai! which means my mom cant take the senior1 class, which also means they'll be combining with our class next sunday! hmm....sounds interesting doesnt it. haha. im actually quite looking forward to it, i mean, a change from the usual sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yes my parents are going to shanghai this wednesday. another week of going to school on my own in the morning. boohoo =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, tess and i were having really cool talk over brunch today! we were reminiscing about our past (why do i always make us sound old). oh the kong hwa days when we were prefects and we had to do those horrible guard-the-staircase duties, chasing those impish little p1s who tried to sneak into class during recess to get their water bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh and then we talked about how we used to have this soccer club with our brothers called the WHITE KNIGHTS club whereby we'd play soccer everywhere (and thrash random fatties outside the east coast restaurant while our parents were having dinner). oh and tess and i used to love to play pretend and her brother would always laugh at us. then once he laughed at us playing teacher and i got so pissed i told him IM NOT GONA BE IN THE WHITE KNIGHTS CLUB ANYMORE and he said "OKAY LOR!" and i got even more pissed i started crying x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoi audrey ho says my posts are boring! argh! im pissed again i shall stop here now. grrr &gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7221656379723189311?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7221656379723189311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7221656379723189311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7221656379723189311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7221656379723189311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-finally-understand-what-it-means-to.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5044501743973656246</id><published>2007-05-11T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T20:22:47.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WO AI NI, NI SHI WO DE ZHU LI YE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spidey 3 was okay. james franco looks extremely cute when he smiles x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah according to hazel there was this channel u variety show and they were playing this game whereby the first person was told a word, and he had to run to the next person and act it out and so on. and it was supposed to be spiderman. so when it reached the last person he did the spinning-out-web action with his hand and the person thought it was BOWLING. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;campus superstar intro today was really sad! everyone was so dead and it was so awkward =( but nvm, GO ZHENG NING + JIA JUN! hopefully everyone will get more hyped up when the show's on air. oh well at least the emcees were entertaining? HAHA! what with the father-terrorist-you-da-bomb pick up lines. jo ho was extremely funny. she saw the "GO ZHENG NING + JIAJUN!" poster and asked whether jiajun was zheng ning's chinese name. HAHA ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im falling apart, like literally. my badge fell off and my shoe sole is falling off too! actually, my badge fell off at the beginning of term 4 last year, so it was surviving on masking tape for 2 and a half terms. HUR HUR. and my uh shoe has been like that for the past 2 weeks. but i don't think its worth it to be buying a new pair now coz i'll only be using it for half a year! so maybe i should superglue the sole back x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello hello ppl chill! we're already sec4s and this is our last year in rg, so lets enjoy the 2 terms we have left in this school! don't tension la. if you get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ora tmr is gona be action-packed. psb booth + bowling booth! yay publicize publicize pls come down. oh and its the first time we're having a bowling booth! hurray! hokay and im still in a dilemma as to whether i should go for the canon film competition tmr. i doubt i'll go though =( but its so fun! argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello what on earth am i doing here now huh i should be at prayer meeting but im not. they're praying for sss this week! burrr. i just don't really feel comfortable going for prayer meetings yet...heh. (i kinda ponned the prayer retreat on labour day too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey hey im totally looking forward to june! BY CAMP + OUTINGS (psc ops, sunday school class etc)+ CATCH UP WITH WORK (ohmy that's the most exciting one) haha we have already started planning our sunday school class gathering since 2 weeks ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itenary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) cook- baked spaghetti with melted cheese, waffles with ice cream, CHOCOLATE FONDUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) MAHJONG!- hur hur the last time we played from 1am to 6am  but it seemed as if we only played for 2 hours that was utterly crazy we slept like pigs after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, no nice k dramas this period, so that's one off the list. ahahaha okay i just realised this is like some ultimate tai tai's gathering la. but ohwells, good time for fellowship =D don't worry, we won't bet/gamble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, right. HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY KOR! crap i haven't gotten him anything yet argh. maybe i should just stick to my original plan of investing in his first driving lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...WO YUAN YI BIAN CHENG NI DE LIANG SHAN BO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay new song stuck in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5044501743973656246?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5044501743973656246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5044501743973656246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5044501743973656246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5044501743973656246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/05/wo-ai-ni-ni-shi-wo-de-zhu-li-ye.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4830215739131889127</id><published>2007-05-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T00:06:37.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it is Your will, please stop my unremitting sneezes which have void me of my entire night of study time and have caused me to perspire profusely. I pray that this sneezing would stop so that i can have a good night's sleep tonight and when i sit for my chinese paper tomorrow i won't be disturbing everyone and i would be able to concentrate on the paper. I also pray that i would remember to bring lots and lots of tissue paper tomorrow because if i forget to do so then i think my test paper will end up being my tissue paper and i'd get a zero.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Your healing hand be upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN (ACHOO)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4830215739131889127?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4830215739131889127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4830215739131889127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4830215739131889127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4830215739131889127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-god-if-it-is-your-will-please-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2355273674395982886</id><published>2007-05-04T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T20:11:40.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had brown rice for lunch and dinner today. ugh, i hate brown rice. it smells horrible and it tastes even worse. so for lunch i washed the entire bowl of brown rice down my stomach with a humongous bowl of soup. and for dinner just now i swallowed it down with loads and loads of long beans (not that they taste any much better though). haha eating brown rice is a torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, but to make up for all the torture during dinner i had oven-baked chicken with potatoes too! they were heavenly =D and im quite satisfied with myself today coz i ate quite a lot, especially for dinner! on top of the bowl of brown rice i swallowed with long beans and fish, i had 3 drumsticks and 2 wings and 4 potatoes. hurray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess i shouldn't be complaining about the brown rice coz i gave thanks before that =P so, Thank you Lord Jesus for the wonderful food, especially the brown rice. If it is Your will, may i eat brown rice for breakfast, morning tea, lunch, high tea, dinner and supper tomorrow. AMEN (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLASH FLASH FLASH PHOTOGRAPHY! BUT DON'T PRETEND YOU'LL EVER FORGET ABOUT ME! DON'T PRETEND YOU'LL EVER FORGET ABOUT MEEEEEeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA OKAY ignore that x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just realised how hard it is to get stuff for guys. my brother's bday's coming soon and i have no idea what to get him! haha its not like buying stuff for girls whereby if you really really have nothing in mind you just buy them stuff toys (this works very well for me hint hint) or make cute lame stuff for them or bake cookies for them or give them chocolates or write them an emo letter. oh yeah and on top of not knowing what to buy for him, i have NO TIME! it's like right smack during our MYAs and i am in no mood to go shopping. yes no way am i going shopping this weekend. nope. i think i'll uh give him a belated present. HE'LL UNDERSTAND (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: i spent half an hour crying in bed the other night. HAHA DON'T ASK ME WHY. it was just random emotions taking me over. but i felt really good after crying! its like all the stress and troubles were released in the form of tears (except the next day i went to school with red eyes la haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay off to practise math. back to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2355273674395982886?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2355273674395982886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2355273674395982886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2355273674395982886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2355273674395982886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/05/had-brown-rice-for-lunch-and-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-5932151658228796921</id><published>2007-04-29T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:30:09.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was planning to mug ss today. read the seen article over and over again (it was some cheemo) then attempted reading a few other articles but i just couldnt concentrate. so i decided to do math instead. slogged my guts out and im seriously mentally drained now =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of being mentally drained, im kind of physically drained too. my right arm hurts from ATTEMPTING to do pull-ups just now. i emphasize ATTEMPTING. yes, i feel so shibai! i can't even do a SINGLE PULL-UP?! everyday i stare at the bar and i tell myself "okay im gona train till i can pull myself up that thing" then i will try every possible way to get myself up (including standing a distance from the bar and then running and jumping onto it) but i just can't do it! so just now i asked my brother to help me, so he held my legs and i thought okay this shouldn't be a problem BUT HOHO I WAS STILL HELPLESSLY HANGING THERE. so in the end he had to like LIFT ME UP ahahahaha! yea and so the point is my right arm hurts...it feels abit numb. argh crap la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;age group teams are out! my team- me, nic, kiwan and jermaine! hah im the only sec4 there, boo outcast =( and my doubles partner is NICHOLETTE GOH! *everybody groans* HAHA OKAY KIDDING NIC (: and nic, cheer up la dont be so upset! they're all nice ppl, so don't worry! and yes i promise i won't dao you and i'll be really really nice to you (only for age group hee) =D *angelic grin* ahahha we will totally PWNZ age group k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh speaking of which, 2 weeks ago the bus uncle sending us to trng put up a sign in front of the bus to direct us up: KIM JENG BOILING. ohmyword ahahah ROFL! and last week we boarded the same bus and the sign was still there x) aiya but i shan't be so mean la, the uncle's very nice! he helps us load and unload our balls =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what on earth am i doing up so late. i should be going to sleep. oh, right! we're having a church BY camp! woah haven't had it in a long time man. the last BY camp was like...3 years ago. yayy i hope i can go! but i hope it won't clash with age group.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-5932151658228796921?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/5932151658228796921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=5932151658228796921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5932151658228796921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/5932151658228796921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/04/was-planning-to-mug-ss-today.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-3888351012116389123</id><published>2007-04-27T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T00:19:11.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can you believe i actually spent a total of 5 hours doing chinese hw today. sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh, i wanna go support the table tennis finals tmr! i actually wanted to go support my brother on my own accord after school, then when npt told us yst that we could go support rgtt and get a school activity, it was like a double bonus! woah! BUT, i cant go coz there's trng. boo =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yst after school we went to the magic lab to do our rs and we were the only ones there. so i got bored and si jia and i came up with a really cool exercise! its called the er pull-your-friend-around-the-lab-on-a-swivel-chair exercise! its super cool! i sat on my chair and got sijia to drag me around the entire lab! it sounds ridiculous but its really really cool and good for stress relief. and the best part is, it benefits both ppl! the person on the chair obviously gets a ride of her life, and the person pulling gets to do weight trng! how cool is that man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah i actually planned to sleep before 12 today but uh, nope didnt seem to work. maybe coz im not used to sleeping so early and so my body clock says i shold still be up and active now. or maybe its just because there has been a BEE BUZZING AND HOVERING over my laptop's power plug for the past half an hour and im too afraid to go and turn the switch off so i have to wait for the bee to fly away so that i can turn off the switch aka shut down my laptop aka go to sleep. oh woops. i just realised its not a bee. its a beetle x) nohooo its gone to the ceiling! ok i better publish this post and shut this down and run up before it falls on my headdddddd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-3888351012116389123?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/3888351012116389123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=3888351012116389123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/3888351012116389123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/3888351012116389123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/04/can-you-believe-i-actually-spent-total.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-972240156694001491</id><published>2007-04-24T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T00:32:57.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmyword why on earth is mcfly's saturday night stuck in my head! its lyrics are super crappy and chicflic but the tune is just so catchy ohno. and the worst thing is it kept ringing in my head even when i was reading my bible. not very good heh. ARGHH GET OUTTA MY HEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 items today was rather okay. i got a B for my sit and reach! yesss can you believe it! for the past 6 years i've been struggling to even get a C, and this time round i got a B! =D hahaha but i got shortchanged of a lot this yr. sit and reach was our first item and i really wanted a C badly (if not no gold!) so i stretched like siao and i think i stretched a little too hard so my leg felt really strained =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during situps i got shortchanged of 5seconds coz haily heard wrongly! booo...but nvm, still A! and SHUTTLE RUN was the worst. my specs fell off halfway. sheesh man don't ever do shuttle run with your specs on that's the stupidest thing to do. okay fine, my specs are just way too loose i don't like them. woa but it was like some drama scene la! my specs fell to the ground and for that split second i hesitated like "crap what should i do!" then AIYA NVM CHIONG AHHHH. and i thought i was gona fail HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPU was cool, larry was nice. SBJ was cool too. teopp was hilarious! she was trying to be ENCOURAGING. she was telling michelle "come on come on you can do it! look there look there! *points far far away* imagine you are very light and that you can FLYY!!!" then she told someone else "imagine that there is a river 160cm wide filled with CROCODILES! you must jump over the crocodiles!" ROFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh today kok and i decided to set up a club! its called the winners' club! we do everything that winners do/will make us become winners. like RUN (2.4) and JUMP UP AND DOWN THE AMPHI STEPS (SBJ) and do IPU against the railings and uh many many more winner stuff! oh and sing also (aspiring singapore idols =D) and the best part is, you don't need to be a winner to join the winners' club! as long as you're an aspiring winner (loser also can).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohno this post is extremely rubbish what on earth has happened to me. there's like english test tmr and im supposed to be freaking out yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-972240156694001491?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/972240156694001491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=972240156694001491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/972240156694001491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/972240156694001491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/04/ohmyword-why-on-earth-is-mcflys.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-1819877979148817641</id><published>2007-04-20T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:01:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my hard disk crashed, aka all my files, photos and music are gone! =( on sunday night after i printed my geog report the whole thing just blacked out, so i've been surviving on my brother's ultra slow computer for the past few days. my dad sent it in to the workshop but they couldnt do anything about it, so now the only solution is to go to sim lim square or some other place to restore my hard disk, which costs $150! today on the phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me: 150? not that ex right? can restore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom: yeap okay, so the 150 will come from your hangbao money ah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*gulps* okay so if you see me skipping lunches and recesses this period you know why. BUT, if you really don't wanna see me suffer, then donate to the support-a-mel welfare fund! every cent counts; your donation is appreciated (=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;argh, i regret being so kind as to offer ice cream treats to multiple ppl over the past 2 weeks. from simple tasks like getting jody to help me print and hand in my bowling reflections, to ridiculously lame antics like daring chrisanda to befriend that little fairfield primary school kid at the bowling alley for a cornetto (chris has a crush on that kid. paedophile!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of ice cream, hazel and i went to great world on tuesday after our 2.4 for ben and jerry's free cone day! 2 cones after the run was really satisfying! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT i think i was being punished for being so greedy and taking 2 cones- I TOOK THE WRONG BUS ARGH. i can't believe it! i've been going home from kimseng like a gazillion times and of all places, i took the wrong bus home from kimseng. i've always assumed that every sbs bus which stops there goes to the mrt. which was true, until they added 2 new buses- 5 and 175. and so that day i saw 175 and flagged it and thought to myself "hmm this bus number seems weird, i've never seen it before. but nvm, its an sbs bus so it must go to the mrt!" and happily boarded. 5mins later i was on the expressway to bukit merah -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to cut the long story short, i took 2 hours to get home. hahah and now im reminded of an even more loser experience on my way to kimseng in sec1! i was happily listening to my mp3 and after waiting for quite a long while for bus 16 it finally came. so i happily boarded the bus, and once again, 5mins later, i was on another random expressway. so i got freaked out and i looked at the bus number: 63?! and then i realised, i was so engrossed with my music that i boarded the bus IN FRONT of 16, which was 63! HAHA! crap and so i had to stop at outram and uh cross the overhead bridge WITH MY BOWLING BAG and head back the other way. WITH MY BOWLING BAG. i can't believe i was actually...determined enough to go for trng on my own with my bowling bag in sec1. hmm maybe coz the balls were lighter then hee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, life hasn't been really great this period. but i guess there have still been little things that have cheered me up over the past week or so. be it just laughing at random things like yaru's phobia of flying pigeons, to special moments like that special someone talking to you (= but i guess what's really been keeping me going is this song that we sung for worship last sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you tired of chasing pretty rainbows?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Are you tired of spinning round and round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wrap up all those shattered dreams of your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And at the feet of Jesus, lay them down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give them all, give them all, give them all to Jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shattered dreams, wounded hearts, and broken toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Give them all, give them all, give them all to Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And He will turn your sorrows into joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He never said you only see sunshine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He never said there would be no rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He only promised a heart full of singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the very thing that once brought pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grabbed this from irina's blog. 113's class mascot: BAUBLES! played a prank on them during their last psl session. in view of april fool's, shimin and i told them we accidentally dropped baubles into the toilet bowl while throwing him across the cubicles and that he was soaking wet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rii1EyrbMsI/AAAAAAAAACk/bwph04DG3JA/s1600-h/baubles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055489675651396290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rii1EyrbMsI/AAAAAAAAACk/bwph04DG3JA/s320/baubles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;doesn't baubles look cute! but i think the person beside him looks cuter =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rii0gCrbMrI/AAAAAAAAACc/FWdJGe7m6tw/s1600-h/baubles.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-1819877979148817641?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/1819877979148817641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=1819877979148817641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1819877979148817641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1819877979148817641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-hard-disk-crashed-aka-all-my-files.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rii1EyrbMsI/AAAAAAAAACk/bwph04DG3JA/s72-c/baubles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-4967848203775328324</id><published>2007-04-12T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T18:38:53.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah this is a big joke. my dad left for perth today and i only found out like 5mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: mel, set the alarm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: but dad isn't home yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: oh, dad's in perth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh nowadays he's always traveling so often i just lose track of when and where he went. and sometimes it can get really embarrassing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *calls* hello dad? where are you now? can you come and pick me up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: nope, im in hong kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...but look on the bright side: accumulation of miles everytime he travels = can redeem free miles for our holidays + can use the lounge in the airport! ohman the lounge is really cool k. they've got WINE and SOFT DRINKS and FRUIT DRINKS and SOUP and FINGER FOOD and ICE CREAM. and the best part of it: ITS ALL FREE! hoho. seriously rocks man. oh and the cool thing is its international! which means in the US airport they serve STEAK and in the japan airport they serve SASHIMI *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah we had some financial planning talk during cle today. i have yet to find out how much my parents have in their accounts. tried asking casually but of course my mom refused to tell me. so i tried asking for her monthly interest (then can divide by 1.8 x100!) but obviously she didn't fall for it. HEH. aiya im not really interested...im just...curious! okay they're both the same. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jody goohhhhh quickly finish your physics pt so that i can print for you and go to sleep! and wahooo now i don't owe you ben and jerry's. ah shall listen to some songs meanwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz love is a marathon&lt;br /&gt;that's why you get tired so fast of everyone&lt;br /&gt;slow down and pace yourself&lt;br /&gt;coz when its good its a long open road&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-4967848203775328324?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/4967848203775328324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=4967848203775328324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4967848203775328324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/4967848203775328324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/04/ah-this-is-big-joke.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-6545919419432337564</id><published>2007-04-10T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T23:58:16.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohmyword i was so tired just now but i just watched our rgbowling cheering video and i think its super spastic! HAHAHA! i was seriously dead tired just now but the moment i saw the video it just perked me up and now im all hyper and awake again! =D (not for long though) heh so for those of you who are dying to keep those heavy eye lids open...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was immediately after prize presentation when everyone was all high and cheering. and christabel was helping us take the video. if you can actually hear, she was getting impatient coz we took so long hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 293px; HEIGHT: 250px" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TGarnEyMrlY" width="293" height="250" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA WASN'T THAT SPASTIC. oh and if you haven't already noticed, bowlers can't cheer low x) anyway, siah! if you're reading this, send me bdiv pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh anyway, today is a very special day! today marks the 2nd anniversary of my baptism, together with erlina and sarah! mhmmm. haha last year in view of the church's 70th anniversary, they had this mini gallery-like thingy with all the church's historical events and some more current events. and they just had to put our baptism photos there! mine, tess's and lene's all in one whole row. how embarrassing! i looked really horrible in there coz i remember my mom telling me that baptism was a serious ceremony and though others may be laughing at that point in time, i wasn't supposed to coz i had to take it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i obediently listened to her and when i got into the pool i was like telling myself "ok mel no laughing" and then i ended up FROWNING. and so when they snapped a shot of me i seriously looked like an emo suicidal kid! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay im really sleepy. shall go off to sleep now. oooh i think im beginning to sleep earlier and earlier. that's an accomplishment! i think the sleep awareness week and sleepy the snail have been a great inspiration to me! i am getting more and more sleep! yay! okay i shall sleep soon....real soon....maybe just.....ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-6545919419432337564?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/6545919419432337564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=6545919419432337564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6545919419432337564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/6545919419432337564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/04/ohmyword-i-was-so-tired-just-now-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-1237632719550941489</id><published>2007-04-05T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:54:29.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm i was just about to create an emo post but i decided not to, since its already past 11 and there's good friday service tmr morning. hurray i promised abby to share the gospel with 2 friends by easter and i haven't done so yet. sorry abby! nope actually, sorry God. heh. ah i feel so loser its not that i don't want to share, just that im greatly hindered by the fear of facing criticism and having the lack of wisdom to reply. but then i know, wisdom comes from God, not from myself. and as we are constantly reminded- win the debate, but lose the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, just an hour ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: mel, how do you create a blog? i want to create one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mel dies of laughter and faints* (okay doesn't make sense how can you die then faint)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, a sneak preview into what  has been hogging my thoughts for the past few days- my mom doesn't think i should join rjbowling because of politics. "i don't want you to go through another 2 more pitiful years and suffer because i think your past few years have already been rather unpleasant"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg to differ. yes, there have been unpleasant happenings over the past few years, but unpleasant happenings does not mean an unpleasant journey. frankly speaking, i am rather thankful to God that such things occurred because they have shaped me into the person i am today. (not that im some friend-of-singa award winner la) but just a few examples of how great an impact these experiences have made in my life- if those things didn't happen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i wouldn't have embarked on my bible reading plan 2 years ago&lt;br /&gt;2) i wouldn't have been talking to audrey every single day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap so in conclusion, (sorry mr jeremy couldn't find a better phrase) i have zero regrets joining rgbowling. nope. not even dragging my balls here and there umpteen times a week and making my bag look like a suspicious article on the mrt or raising doubts that an emo kid is on the run away from home, unwisely dragging a whole bag (of presumably clothes) with her. speaking of bowling bags and mrt, i still can't forget how serena accidentally rolled my bowling ball down the escalator =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops. didn't i say there's service tmr morning. heh. i shall go off and pick out clothes for tmr. i better make full use of my clothes. (if you realise, i kind of aborted my plan to not buy anything from jan to march. the whole thing just sounded plain ridiculous everytime i hit the malls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: i think school uniforms are extremely worth it. cheap yet well utilised =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random random: this is so ironic. my pinafore is too short and my culottes are too long for me. i should either shrink to fit into my pinafore or grow longer legs for my culottes. maybe a better solution would be to un-hem my pinafore and hem up my culottes. yea that sounds like a better idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random random random: okay i really should be going off. happy good friday everyone. spread the love =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-1237632719550941489?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/1237632719550941489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=1237632719550941489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1237632719550941489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1237632719550941489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmm-i-was-just-about-to-create-emo-post.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-8650626677871203482</id><published>2007-04-04T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T00:14:31.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah i haven't been blogging for more than a week, for obvious reasons heh. this post will be dedicated to bdiv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall cut it short and jump straight to the last day-2nd april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got to pon sports fest (our last sports fest in rg). so our comps started in the morning and ended at around 12. ohmyword the lanes were SUPER OILY. SUPER EXTREMELY OILY. SUPER EXTREMELY arent good enough to describe the oil on the lane. basically, they were SUPER OILY LA HAHA. it was soooo annoying coz NOBODY's ball could hook at all. like NOBODY's, including mine! and when mel's ball can't hook on the lanes, then there's smth REALLY WRONG with the lanes, hurrr. seriously la! i mean like shots thrown which would have been a nice pocket shot on normal conditions just went straight down and chopped pin 2! ohmyword la! at one point i was just so tempted to take my cloth and walk straight up to the lane and like WIPE OFF THE OIL or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, because of the super oily lane conditions nobody bowled well. yea la so we were kind of on par. so after the games we thought we'd still be able to maintain our 3rd position. then we went down to the EATZI place for lunch! aunty cat treated the entire team ohmyword! she rocks! imagine treating your entire team to SIRLOIN/RIBEYE STEAK and executive sets LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, they played an april fool's prank on aunty cat (our bdiv april fool's specialty!). zhimin pretended to faint and was like lying on the floor with her eyes closed. then aunty cat rushed over and she was like "ZHIMIN! ZHIMIN! CALL AMBULANCE CALL AMBULANCE!" ahahahhahaha super funny la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after lunch aunt cat suddenly told us that tk bowled quite well and that they caught up and we confirm lost to them alrdy, and so we were in 4th place. and ij was coming in close to tk and there was a possibility that we'd drop to 5th! ohmyword we got a shock la! my first we reaction when i heard it was OH CRAP 5TH?! THAT'S LIKE NO TROPHY + NOT SEEDED NEXT YEAR! like what a good way to end my last bdiv in rgbowling man! so the entire team was super disappointed la. we all sat on the floor in one corner emo-ing and sulking and stoning and what not. 5th?! *FAINTS* and like we just couldnt believe we were 5th so we went around asking and even uncle adam said yea after calculations, we were probably 5th. so we just sat there and continued emo-ing and listening to emo songs on our mp3s and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then like 30mins before prize presentation, aunty cat called us to one corner and she was kind of like grinning. so we all swarmed around her and we were like "AUNTY CAT! SO WHAT DID WE GET??? HUH HUH HUH! REALLY 5TH AH?" and she was like "wait for everyone to come first then i say!" and we were like WTH DONT CARE JUST SAY QUICK. and finally after a loooooong wait when everybody gathered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty cat: tk beat ij by 1 point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: HUH?! ohmyword so what are we? 5th? 6th? 7th?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty cat: *long pause*.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: *waits eagerly*..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty cat: ..............*shows a number 3 with her fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: AHHHHHHHHH!!!!! THIRD THIRD THIRD!!! *SCREAMS AND JUMPS AND SHOUTS AND STARTS CRYING AND HUGGING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhmyyyyyyyyygoooooodneeesssss weeeee gooooot thirrrrddd! HAHAHA everyone just started screaming "THIRD!!" and hugging and CRYING. i mean it was tears of JOY and RELIEF. and some ppl cried until super read, like vivian and CHERYL. hurrrr. it was super funny la! everyone was just like standing still and CRYING and CRYING like a 3 year old kid who lost his mom and just found her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after we kind of found back our sanity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty cat: actually during lunch i already knew we were confirm third&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: HUH THEN? *pauses* WTH! YOU MEAN IT WAS AN APRIL FOOL'S TRICK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunty cat: you all prank me for how long already? 3 years already leh! *starts recalling the 3 horrible pranks we played on her over the past 3 years* now is my time to get back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAAHHHHH HAHAHAHHA WE ALMOST KILLED HER MAN. ohmyword 2 whole hours of EMOTIONAL TRAUMA over an APRIL FOOL'S TRICK?! ahahahhahahah crap aunty cat owes us big time man! woah but i think we looked like big jokes sitting there for 2 hours emo-ing and brooding over nothing la! like almost everyone knew that we were 3rd except us coz cat roped in so many ppl for the prank! AHHA. but nvm, we looked stupid together. I LOVE YOU RGBDIV! WE GUYS ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so we proceeded to the lanes for prize presentation. blablabla sports school koped most of the prizes as expected heh. then when it came to overall school position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emcees: in 4th place we have CHIJ TOA PAYOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: what?! isn't tk 4th! ohman if ij is 4th then tk is what? 3rd?! then what are we? 5th?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emcees: in 3rd place we have RAFFLES GIRL'S SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: phew okay, *cheers and screams* but we weren't cheering so loudly coz  we were so shocked tk didn't get 4th! and at that moment all the tk girls were like shocked and traumatised and on the verge of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then like one minute later they announced that there was a MINOR technical error and that 4th place was TANJONG KATONG GIRL'S SCHOOL and we were like OH PHEW OKAY *cheers super loudly for them* woah but im so sure that was a MINOR error la. it almost cost the lives of the entire team =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway we were really glad tk got 4th! they're such nice ppl! hahah i think tk and rg have this like unusual mutual friendliness to each other, which is cool! tk rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh then after that there was photo-taking for the top 4 schools. so like for tk and rg we were just crowding around our beloved school trophy. then mg was crowding around their trophy too, with maybe a couple other individual trophies in front of them. then we turned to look at sports school, woah ONE ENTIRE ROW of individual trophies. it was even so many that they had to SLANT the trophies in a bit so that it could fit one row. HAHAHAHA. we just stood there and like *jaw drops*. nvm, lets just be proud that our country has a lot of potential in this sport. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh this post is super long! i shall post up photos next time =D oh and thanks to cdiv for supporting us all the way during this period! sec2s for the socks with the love letter and chocolates, sec1s for the cute little pin, and for making the cute banner for us! hahaha. oh yeah and for cheering for us all the way even though it meant losing your voice the next day or smth ahhaha. (and for feeding us m&amp;ms. i mean LITERALLY feeding us coz our hands were oily heh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall end off here. roo (my secret admirer) is waiting to read this post. she is the biggest joke ever. shall elaborate in my next post, CYER! ROO YOU CMI LA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-8650626677871203482?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/8650626677871203482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=8650626677871203482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8650626677871203482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8650626677871203482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/04/ah-i-havent-been-blogging-for-more-than.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-8254416841931790673</id><published>2007-03-27T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T22:27:28.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>our tv antenna got struck down by lightning 3 nights ago and my dad refuses to get it fixed for the benefit of our studies. sheesh, i hardly watch tv man! at most only like twice a week, and now i can't even watch any tv at all, except for tv mobile which broadcasts nothing but food documentaries which aren't of much help coz all you do is sit there and drool =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this morning i suddenly had this really irritating headache. i think it was coz i was sitting right in front of the humongous screen and for 2 consecutive lessons the teachers were making use of the visualiser. and i find it really blinding when the teacher conveniently sweeps worksheets across the visualiser coz when you're sitting like only half a metre in front of the screen all you see is white zooming past your eyes =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then during lunch i stayed back to chiong physics and i suddenly had this puking sensation and i was craving for something sour. so roo and hazel started speculating the possibility of me being pregnant and we started tracing back to when i was last in contact with a guy. haha what rubbish. but surprisingly after physics test i felt perfectly fine! HOHO maybe its called the er pre-physics-stress-syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's nationals was crap. sigh but there are still 2 more days! BASHA! yes i can't give up just like that. heh frankly after my first 2 games yesterday i kind of gave up, which explained my scores. bowled quite well on the first day and somehow i just thought it was a fluke, so i think that affected my confidence level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abby's and my new quote: aim for the SUN, so if you miss, you'll land in the stars! *is INSPIRATIONAL* x) jiayou bdiv! today is a SHUNNY day! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmyword speaking of which, though yesterday's nats was crap, it was still quite amusing. abby and i were bowling beside sports school for our first 2 blocks of games. then during our last game we were bowling beside tk and we decided to be HIONG and like shout after every strike or spare. but it took us quite some guts to do it (and i never got down to doing it HAHA). and so this girl striked. and well there are usually 2 reactions when one strikes/spares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reaction 1: act cool and silently walk back as if nothing ever happened, politely tapping everyone's hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reaction 2: clench your fist as an indication of victory and triumphantly and confidently shout "YEAAAHHHHHHH" as a form of releasing your sense of satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so tk this girl striked and she turned around and took in a deep breath ready to shout. and so i was just standing there expecting reaction number 2 from her. but all of a sudden she suddenly just FLAPPED HER HANDS AND JUMPED FROM ONE LEG TO ANOTHER LIKE A JELLY and shrieked "YEAH!" AHAHAHHAHA ohmyword it was super funny la i couldnt tahan i just burst out laughing. HAHAHHHAA but they were nice ppl. i like tk bowlers =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, audrey and i are currently suspecting that the person whom she called by accident quite some time ago is a tk bowler. here's what happened, somewhere during the hols last year. audrey just changed her phone so she re-keyed all her contacts and their numbers and probably keyed mine in wrongly. and so one morning there was trng but i hadnt arrived yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey *calls mel*: HELLO MEL? WHERE ARE YOU NOW"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person: *sleep-deprived*  huh? mel what mel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: aiya nvm. where are you now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person: huh...im at home sleeping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: WHAT?! WHY AREN'T YOU AT TRNG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person: huh, trng? you mean there's trng today?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: YEAH!! wait, who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person: CHWEE ANN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey: oh...ooops, sorry wrong number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person: erghhhh......*sleepily groans and hangs up the phone, resuming her beauty sleep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. and there's this tk bowler whose name sounds somewhat the same so, heh. what a small world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, speaking of sleep deprivation, i shall use the next few days to catch up on my sleep. past few days have been seriously crazy, juggling nats + EOIs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-8254416841931790673?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/8254416841931790673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=8254416841931790673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8254416841931790673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/8254416841931790673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/03/our-tv-antenna-got-struck-down-by.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-25295329727851161</id><published>2007-03-19T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T00:22:54.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay i totally agree hana kimi's ending is just horrible. LOL. and their theme song "zhen me ban" is just so irritating but so catchy that once you hear it, it just can't stop ringing in your head. my mom just like caught a few minutes of it just now, and then suddenly she started humming the tune i was like OHMYWORD NOHOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, WU ZUN + JIRO!!!! &lt;333 XDXDXD nyahaahhaha jiro is plain funny man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday in church was a rather crazy day. i unknowingly loaded myself with a whole chain of activities. jss in the morning + sss worship lead then family night sss skit + jss performance. WONDER WOMAN....HMMM. sheesh it was utterly embarrassing to appear in a wonder woman costume in front of everyone man =S but anyway, it still went smoothly! thanks ray + tess for taking over the script and directing everything! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during trng on friday there was this bunch of fatties sitting directly behind our lanes and scrutinizing every single one of us and pinpointing everything we did wrongly and laughing amongst themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) if they really think they can bowl better than us (which i doubt so), then why not PROVE it to us instead of just sitting there and laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) if they wanna laugh maybe it'd be a much smarter choice to do it DISCREETLY instead of merely pointing at us and REENACTING everything we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) this isn't a soccer match so there isn't a need to shout "GOAL" when someone misses a split&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of them in particular was precariously plopped on a high and rather unstable chair and audrey was eagerly awaiting a mere tilt backwards which would lead to a slight shift in the centre of gravity which would then lead to a glorious plummet x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bdiv's in 2 days time and i seriously dont feel anything. im not panicking like i did 2 years ago. neither am i losing sleep/unable to take my meals. cause for celebration? i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may sound weird but, i miss us. we've been going through some major revamp this period and many many things have changed. but somehow i just miss us. i don't know what and i don't know why =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah okay this isn't the time to get emo. science EOIs are next week and the bdiv season is here! (is anyone still going to adhere to the wake-up-3-hours-before-you-bowl rule?!) that would mean 5am dude. and that would mean GO TO SLEEP NOW MEL OR YOU WILL JUST DIE ON WEDNESDAY GOODNIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-25295329727851161?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/25295329727851161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=25295329727851161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/25295329727851161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/25295329727851161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay-i-totally-agree-hana-kimis-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2711643183788039424</id><published>2007-03-16T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:43:38.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PSC 07! &lt;3&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AEGEAN: heyyyy AEGEANSEA! its been really fun facilitating your group for the past 3 days! i feel really pleased to see how you all have become so bonded since the first time you met! hope you all will keep in touch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JACKIE: JACKIE!!! my beloved co-fac! ahhhh we totally roxorz man! hahaha what with the "i pangseh you for station games, you pangseh me back on the last day". anyway, GREAT JOB FOR CREATIVE! (although your comm exceeded budget by $XXX HOHO.) okay and since this also concerns me, i shall help you promote also! OC + FACS: PLEASE BUY BADGES + FILES + SHIRTS + CDS! WE REALLY REALLY NEED TO COVER COST! and don't worry jackie the shirt is super chio okay! ahh i miss the 3 days we spent together! from taking turns to run up to the front to collect logs, to chionging back to school in the POURING RAIN, to HOT katong laksa, to shouting MARRIAAAA! HAHAHAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NORA: hello darling! ahh im really sorry if sometimes i sound super tensed up and keep bombarding you with things to do =( heh i can imagine the fear in you everytime i call you x) but anyway, GREAT job for station games! seriously man, according to many of the participants, station games was really cool and it really helped the groups to bond! ahaha hope you can continue the legacy and become a station games mentor for next year's psc! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUSLI: helloo you! ahahahah sometimes you are seriously so amusing i don't know whether to scream or to laugh. (eg sending in the OUTDATED logs list LOL) but anyway, great job too! (though i heard that while nora was doing participants debrief, you were SLEEPING in the control room) HOHO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In reply to your shoutouts: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WEILING: yoyo! yes filling waterbombs was TEH FUN man! woah but COLLECTING RAIN WATER was the most tedious part right?? *grins* woaah fortunately it rained a lot last week man! but anyway, thnx for helping! from vetting proposals to screaming at musli to THINK to filling waterbombs and testing them out and getting yourself wet in the end x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JONT: HAHA yes we definitely should suggest that the next OC have a waterbomb filling comm. haha thanks for helping the other day! (though i could tell your tying skills were rusty after one year's break LOL) without you, &lt;strike&gt;station&lt;/strike&gt; STATON games wouldn't have been a success! and great job for psc overall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and to the other chairs, thank you soooo much for all the effort you put in! PSC 07 was definitely a memorable one for both us and the participants! and dont emo k! we still have echo x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woahh okay. shall post some photos now. (click to enlarge, but they'll be SUPER ENLARGED)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RfowE0HjorI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZhFjWoUoB44/s1600-h/PSC_07DAY2_3440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042395592062640818" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="166" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RfowE0HjorI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZhFjWoUoB44/s200/PSC_07DAY2_3440.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PSC07 after mass games! See the potential, Encourage the capable, Achieve the impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RfowjEHjosI/AAAAAAAAACA/2HN17eKaORE/s1600-h/Picture+1622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042396111753683650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RfowjEHjosI/AAAAAAAAACA/2HN17eKaORE/s200/Picture+1622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ops comm without the guys. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RfoxREHjotI/AAAAAAAAACI/pGpx3W64zPU/s1600-h/PSC_07DAY2_3005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042396902027666130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RfoxREHjotI/AAAAAAAAACI/pGpx3W64zPU/s200/PSC_07DAY2_3005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OC-licious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RfoxZkHjouI/AAAAAAAAACQ/d2Sp8O0MEK8/s1600-h/staton+games.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042397048056554210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RfoxZkHjouI/AAAAAAAAACQ/d2Sp8O0MEK8/s200/staton+games.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the oh-so-memorable ppt slide. we were all so worn out nobody even noticed the typo. thnx jont LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;woots trng from 530-830 later. such a weird timing! our dinner's gona be like neither here nor there. and im gona miss my hana kimi AGAIN =( but anyway, good news! my scorching inferno is finally alive again! it had to be sent in for repair again previously. woahh i miss my scorching man! woa now i can count on it for bdiv, or at least it can be my alternative. almost wanted to dump it aside and just use my green ball. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bdiv's in less than a week's time. sheesh! and we're missing physics eoi. speaking of which, EOIs are in 10 days time! was reading bio notes just now but the convention withdrawal syndrome just got the better of me so i just decided to psc-whore now! heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i better get back to bio now. ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2711643183788039424?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2711643183788039424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2711643183788039424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2711643183788039424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2711643183788039424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/03/psc-07-3-aegean-oc-oc-licious-x-woahh.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RfowE0HjorI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZhFjWoUoB44/s72-c/PSC_07DAY2_3440.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-1692249675272004982</id><published>2007-03-07T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T22:20:02.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my parents are finally back! eh but my dad just went off again to india =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, SPSLs! check out our cool dance man! =D haha but i think the dance would have looked cooler if some of us PRO-ER people did BACK-UP DANCING INSTEAD! *turn around step clap; turn around step clap* lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORDD_0_lj98"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORDD_0_lj98&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, geog + chem + chinese test is finally over! chinese was horror. rawr. okay i shall not talk about tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday halfway during english we felt the tremors! i felt my chair suddenly shaking on its own. and ying ching thought xiaodi was shaking her table. and shara was like "eh i didn't feel the tremor! eh shake more leh! i wanna feel the tremor!" HOHO like DOOD how can you request for MORE TREMORS so that you can share in this spectecular experience at the expense of others lives! one small shake over at our side would mean A FEW MORE BUILDINGS COLLAPSING on the other side man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, went to the sports injury doctor today. now i must tape my hand to bowl, which is more protective but also more restrictive. i can't fully straighten it (well duh im not supposed to hur). going back for follow up + physio next week. and he says if it doesnt recover within the given expected time they might hafta resort to injection =S isnt that just as bad as acupuncture (recalls the horrible acupuncutre experience HAHAHA) RAWRRR i hate needles i really do! they PRICK and they POKE! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh my mom bought me a new watch + an abercrombie top! apparently they're cheaper in the US. but i can assure you this cheap is definitely not cheap at all =.= they probably cost a bomb back here. i have yet to see the top! shall go ask for it later x) ohmyword! i just entered the abercrombie site and there's this polo tee called CHARLOTTE! and and and there's another one called FRANCESCA! AHHAHAA! ohmyword this is way cool man. ah i know there's a slipper brand named after me! and an american cafe also named after me! *is honoured* =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayy my mom's ex-ex sunday school class is coming over for steamboat tmr evening! =D i dont know what's the occasion though. A level results? hurr. nvm i shall just chou re nao x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-1692249675272004982?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/1692249675272004982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=1692249675272004982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1692249675272004982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/1692249675272004982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-parents-are-finally-back-eh-but-my.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7801220395129653850</id><published>2007-03-02T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T21:51:49.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday on my way to school it was raining but i was too lazy to take out my umbrella so i just stood there under the rain while everyone else was carrying an umbrella. then i just randomly thought to myself "it'd be cool if someone walks up and shares an umbrella with me" and just 3 seconds later someone really did step up. i was like "woa God i was just imagining and you really made it happen!" haha and i turned around and realised it was long chuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, last night my brother was having happy time and came back really late. so when he came back and i opened the door, A BAT FLEW INTO THE HOUSE. so i shrieked and ran upstairs thinking i'd be safe there BUT THE BAT FLEW UP TOO! ohmyword i was so freaked out i kept screaming. then it kept flying round and round then IT FLEW UP AND FLEW INTO MY ROOM. rawrrrr. so i forced my brother to chase it out. meanwhile, i was hiding under the study table. yes i figured it was the safest place coz bats fly high. i was about to do my math pt la! but i spent a good 10mins hiding under the study table (occasionally popping up to scream to audrey over msn) that by the time i came out i was so traumatised. ohwells, and coz of the bat i didnt dare to sleep in my own room last night =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acutally it wasnt really the bat. i kind of had a nightmare 2 nights ago. aye coz my parents arent around so now im like the only one sleeping in the level and its really freaky. so i was really hallucinating a lot that night before finally falling asleep. and well i was hugging my lamb soft toy as usual and by the time i fell asleep it was kind of just resting at my fingertips. and halfway through the night i was like three-quarters asleep when i felt a hand holding the tip of my fingers. so i tried to inch away but it just kept holding my fingertips and then suddenly it slid down towards my palm and grabbed my entire hand. and of course my natural instinct was to struggle even more and i tried to retreat my hand but the hand just grabbed even harder. and as i kept struggling to retreat my hand i heard this low breathing/chuckling noise, presumably the voice of the hand. and at that very moment i LITERALLY PANICKED. i tried to scream BUT I COULDNT MAKE ANY NOISE. i was literally DUMBFOUNDED. i wanted to just let out a cry so i tried opening my mouth but no sound came out at all. and i felt really really helpless and terrified and finally i just thought in my mind "GOD HELP ME" and the whole thing just went away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmyword. i was so terrified at that moment la. this experience is similar to the one i had 2 years ago, the one where there was a black palm pressing my head against the pillow. sigh, why do such things always happen. but i guess this really goes to show how important it is to have faith in our Lord, and most importantly that He will never leave us nor forsake us. the surprising/amazing thing about it is that for these 2 experiences that i had, the moment the black palm left, i just peacefully fell asleep. i didn't have a sleepless night or anything. i guess i was just so comforted to know that He will really always be there for us. in times like these, we don't even need to clasp our hands together to pray or quote a verse. just the call of His name, or even a mere thought of Him is sufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to think that only grown ups and close followers of God like missionaries experience such things, so i needn't worry for the time being. but ohwells, i guess i was proven wrong. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today wasn't really a great day. they announced the teams today, which was quite unexpected. sigh i don't feel like saying anything about it here. what happened today kind of affected my mood for the rest of the day. the more i think about it the more moody i get. in this case i don't think abstinence is the solution. i know i have to do something about it. and i have to do it quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanks to all those who came up to ask me if i was okay! although i didn't even look up and just kept staring at the ground and nodding my head. this post is so sad. i shall try to make my next one happy. cheer up mel! =D there are actually others who ought to be feeling worse than me now, but they're all fine and dandy. yes yes i cannot let this affect my mood. no way. I'LL JUST DO WHAT I NEED TO DO, AND LEAVE THE REST IN GOD'S HANDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7801220395129653850?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7801220395129653850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7801220395129653850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7801220395129653850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7801220395129653850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday-on-my-way-to-school-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-3968557843376242780</id><published>2007-02-27T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:02:51.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SLI WAS DA BOMB. our performance was really cool and so were our hoodies! x) and our snrs came back!! yen + jukie + kaiqi etc! but didnt really get to talk much to them coz had to chiong off for school tour =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after school tour chionged off for trng again. at first i was just prepared to go there and stone for another 2 hours. then aunty cat suddenly said we were gona have rolloffs and we were like WHAT?! we never knew! we weren't even mentally prepared! so she postponed it to monday BUT since i missed 8 games, i still had to bowl rolloffs on that day with zhimin =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i was just very very confused and scared, coz i didnt even know if i would be able to bowl then. but surprisingly, i tried bowling for the first time in 3 weeks and it didnt hurt! woooa i was so happy man! but ohwells i bowled really "gently" coz i didn't dare to strain my arm again. so haha my bowling was like...uh....avg was also very arghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but but. i can bowl again and im already very grateful to God =) i was really praying very very hard the moment cat said i had to bowl rolloffs that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then we had our very last rolloffs yst. bowled as badly as friday. at first i was quite black-faced and moody and kind of like dao-ing everyone. esp chrisanda! ohmyword i feel so bad she was really really encouraging and cheering for everyone including me. and i mean when i spared/striked she would be really happy and give me a hand, and i'd just hit it without even looking at her =( ohwells but then after that i reminded myself that 1) my hand had just recovered from an injury 2) i haven't been bowling for 3 weeks and so i shouldnt be brooding over not doing well. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we've just been informed that we hafta play for another competition the next 2 saturdays! at first we were supposed to pon founder's day. but somehow there was a mix up in the timing so we're chionging down after founder's day instead =S and and guess what! audrey's my partner for this comps! oh yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my parents are heading off to the US tmr and will only be back next tues. at first i was like *rejoice!* and then i realised, OH NO, MOURN. because since we've comps on sat, i'll hafta bring back my balls on friday and then bring them to school on sat morning and then bring it back home after the comps and then bring it back to school on monday! like WTH! THREE BALLS?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT! HEROIC AUDREY + HER MOM DECIDED TO LET ME TOMPANG MY BALLS IN THEIR CAR! oh yeahh! so like friday after trng i deposit it in their car and then on sat morning i take it back. HAHA. ohmyword thank you so much audrey! you just made my WEEK! seriously! i can't imagine taking bus/train with 3 balls and a school bag and a file! not to mention CROSSING THE OVERHEAD BRIDGE. hurrrr. woah audrey i feel greatly indebted to you! my mum says she'll buy stuff for you and your mum from the US x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway im seriously high today man. convention facil groupings are out. and jackie's my co-fac! wahooo! we're so gona rawk psc manz! station games + souvenirs = DA BOMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i realised i havent blogged about CNY at all! hmm! caught up with bryan, claire, sarah and co. over the weekend. hahahah we just spent like 2 whole hours at the dinner table pigging out and laughing at random stuff. i simply love CNYs. they make you fat! =D yay the past few english lessons have been fun too because most of the time was spent pigging out again! leftovers from class party, pineapple tarts, love letters, biscuits, peanut cookies. my aim for this CNY is to put on 1kg! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmyword i just realised cuier is going to school with audrey on sat morning. which means, audrey's car will be carrying 7 balls! ahh petrol petrol! OKAY AUDREY I'LL BRING BA GUA FOR YOU IN RETURN =D ba gua rocks. they taste great, and they make you feel great too x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM: im talking to jackie now and we're totally going high! we were talking about someone uploading our dance video onto youtube. then later we said that sometimes we subconsciously start going through the dance in our minds, and how i have our dance song in my phone and she has it in her mp3. then i suggested that ALL THE SPSLS PUT OUR SPSB DANCE SONG AS THEIR RINGTONE! so like everytime someone calls then everyone starts dancing "SHOW OFF THAT BODY YOU GOT" then put step up as msg tone. so when someone receives sms then "BOOOYY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha okay im really going bichoso already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-3968557843376242780?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7625410085994605954</id><published>2007-02-22T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:28:05.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy chinese new year everyone =) it came and went just like a thief in the night. how fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was planning to blog about the new year in this post, but shall do it next time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was rather unhappy with my mom last night. firstly she didn't allow me to stayover tonight and said that it was ironic how we're leaders and yet we're getting so wild before such an important event. and no matter how true this may or may not be, i really felt quite unhappy that she just put down the board like that. i mean it kind of showed her lack of trust in us. anyway, eventually this afternoon she decided to allow me to stay and i was happy again. but then i just decided not to go again since its so late. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, whenever ppl ask me how's my bowling, i just go "i havent been bowling for 3 weeks because i sprained my elbow". and so they'll ask the typical concerned "oh dear, so how?" and then my mom just chips in "no idea lor. may not even be able to bowl for competition" and well somehow to me i always felt that it was a form of sarcasm to rebuke me for being ill-disciplined. frankly i've been very stone-faced everytime im confronted with this situation. i don't know why. maybe its because i've been so busy this period that i don't even have time to sit down and think of the consequences of not being able to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i somehow felt this had made my mom have some misconceptions that:&lt;br /&gt;1) im not really concerned about my injury and im not worried that its not recovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) my elbow should have already recovered and i can definitely bowl for bdiv, so adding in a couple of "may not even play for competition"s from her won't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well the more i thought about it the more unhappy i felt. but i have no idea why this morning she was exceptionally nice to me. she woke me up and asked me about my arm. and i just told her the truth that it was still pain. then she said "don't bowl for bdiv also nevermind okay?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somehow when i heard it i felt really comforted. it was as if one simple sentence had made up for all the other misconceptions that she (or maybe i) had over the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh im ranting too much. today wasn't really that great either. zombi-ed all the way to class as usual and was totally sian for the first block which was english. randomly scribbled this during english:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rd2y543FrxI/AAAAAAAAABs/U0LepvPVkgQ/s1600-h/rants3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034376666055814930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rd2y543FrxI/AAAAAAAAABs/U0LepvPVkgQ/s200/rants3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha somehow i find this method really effective! i mean the first part really lets you vent your anger and angst as much as you want. then once you're done and you're kinda chilling, then you try to comfort yourself and be OPTIMISTIC =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. frankly sometimes when i stare at my elbow and think of how it got injured, i get filled with such frustration that i really feel like bashing it up. and as audrey said, MAYBE THE ENORMOUS IMPACT ON A CERTAIN ANGLE OF THE ELBOW WILL RESULT IN ITS MIRACULOUS RECOVERY! hahahaha. im sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh i've never done this before and this may sound very thick-skinned, but i sincerely beseech all of you to keep my elbow in your prayers. no wait this sounds wrong. i shall try again. i sincerely beseech all of you to keep MY ELBOW AND ME in your prayers =D thankyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh sli tmr. shall go sleep soon. i hope i dont oversleep man! i plan to be in school by 630. which means i hafta leave house by 615. hahaha sounds so ambitious. i usually only wake up at 630 =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rd2y543FrxI/AAAAAAAAABs/U0LepvPVkgQ/s1600-h/rants3.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7625410085994605954?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7625410085994605954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7625410085994605954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7625410085994605954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7625410085994605954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-year-everyone-it-came.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rd2y543FrxI/AAAAAAAAABs/U0LepvPVkgQ/s72-c/rants3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2762190001994644137</id><published>2007-02-17T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T17:11:41.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy chinese new year's eve! just came back from reunion lunch with my grandma + uncle. woaa the restaurant was really generous in giving us free gifts man. we got like 3 packets of rice + 2 free cups + 4 packets of hongbaos + nian gao x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had yu sheng! yay i love it. i love to lao yu sheng more than to eat it x) haha there was this caucasian family beside us who ordered yu sheng too. but then they didn't know how to lao the yu sheng. so they started eating the thing without mixing it. like a shred of carrot then a piece of cracker then a slice of fish. HAHA! so i told my mom. and then my mom told the waiter, then the waiter went over to teach them how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they started ATTEMPTING to lao the yu sheng. HAHA it was super funny la! can you imagine! dont know how to use chopsticks + use the SUPER LONG wooden yu sheng chopsticks = FUNNY x) i could literally see yu sheng FLYING out of the plate la! HAHA! even they themselves were laughing x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was a really cool day! CNY celebrations were the usuals. then after that we had dance prac. we could finally get the dance studio and practise our synchro! after which we started playing random music and dancing our dance and guess what! it fits perfectly! haha so we were saying on the day of sli if they play the wrong music we can just dance and nobody will notice =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that we went to town to buy stuff and have dinner. woah it was crowded like siao man. everyone was busy doing their last mintue cny shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i got home, just before i got into my house i suddenly heard someone shouting something. and it sounded like my name but then i thought it was just the kids opposite screaming and playing. but then that person just kept shouting and shouting. then i realised that person was calling my name and tryna get my attention like "MELLLLLL MEELLLLL!!!" and it sounded like ray! but i thought what on earth would ray be doing here man. then just then there was this MPV outside my house which looked like ray's car so i thought she was in there and just stared straight inside but there was no ray! and she still kept shouting "MELLL MELLL!!!" then suddenly i heard tess's DISTINCTIVE LAUGH and i turned to look at tess's house and saw the 2 of them standing at the porch waving frantically to me x) HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay so i went over to chou re nao for a while. charcoal's fur is growing! haha! i wanted to play soccer with her but she doesn't know how to kick. lol. so in the end i played fetch with her! charcoal can fetch! that is so cool man she's so cute. she'll bite the ball then run and put it back at your feet x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after that i was in for a pleasant surprise! my mom called me up to my room and when i entered it was all dark and she was standing inside. then suddenly she turned on the lights and WOOOAHHH. A NEW SOFA! its really cool man! sofa + 2 cute cushions. yayyyyy i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RdbEOY3FrwI/AAAAAAAAABE/eGRPi4Ps8-M/s1600-h/sofa+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032425385103830786" style="WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px" height="266" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RdbEOY3FrwI/AAAAAAAAABE/eGRPi4Ps8-M/s400/sofa+006.jpg" width="347" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay since im uploading photos here's some of our sentosa pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rda-Y43FrrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PctQObRTzpA/s1600-h/DSCF2230.JPG"&gt;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rda-Y43FrrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/PctQObRTzpA/s1600-h/DSCF2230.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rda_EY3FrsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Nn1swhaXAho/s1600-h/DSCF2236.JPG"&gt;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rda_EY3FrsI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Nn1swhaXAho/s1600-h/DSCF2236.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what on earth i was doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rda9W43FrqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/H7CcGASunII/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/Rda9W43FrqI/AAAAAAAAAAU/H7CcGASunII/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us! and andy lying in front with his sexy pose x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RdbCgo3FruI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wqn-uKP4BD4/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG"&gt;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RdbCgo3FruI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wqn-uKP4BD4/s1600-h/DSC00056.JPG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2762190001994644137?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2762190001994644137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2762190001994644137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2762190001994644137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2762190001994644137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-years-eve-just-came.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GfH7hsHUABw/RdbEOY3FrwI/AAAAAAAAABE/eGRPi4Ps8-M/s72-c/sofa+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-2830324687076561047</id><published>2007-02-15T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T00:42:08.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S! i am 2 minutes late. woops. i feel so shibai i didn't give anything to anyone this valentines, heh. coz i stayed up late last night to do the valentine's chinese love story! everyone was like chionging thinking it was due today and then finally after finishing we realised its due on friday =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway chinese lesson today was really fun! in the spirit of cny laoshi let us do paper cutting while listening to cny music! the typical "dong dong qiang"s. x) but tmr (or rather today) we gotta do qing jing zuo wen =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah the past 2 bio lessons were really EXCITING! we're learning SEXUAL REPRODUCTION. and so mr lim prepared a whole series of videos for us to watch. on tuesday we watched animals having sex. it was really gross! especially the elephants! EEEWWW! HAHAHA. seriously gross la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today we watched a video on body development in HUMANS. HMMMM. haha mr lim sure knew how to time his exit to "get something from the staffroom". at first everything was fine and dandy. children laughing, boys walking up the escalator, girls playing...but the moment mr lim left the class, HOHO. the video sure knew how to create tension. they were showing this male and female standing opposite each other, like only a few cm apart. then the camera kept circling round and round and round. then later they stopped circling and started MOVING DOWNWARDS. ohmyword then everyone was like screaming "AHHH NONO STOP STOP STOP STOP DONT GO DOWN!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so you can imagine how sore our eyes were after the whole thing. LOL. and we still have 4 more videos to watch! HURR HURR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah there's sli rehearsal again. which means i can't go for trng =( ohwells. bdiv is in one month's time. i don't even know if i can play by then. i don't care what team i get into alrdy. i just hope i can play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...i guess this can be a very valuable lesson learnt, to treasure what i have and not take my privileges for granted. everyone loves to say they wish trng would end soon/they dont wanna bowl now coz their bowling seems horrible. even i was guilty of doing so. and maybe God wanted me to learn my lesson and really understand the meaning of "i don't wanna bowl anymore". heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh Lord please make my last year in this school a memorable one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-2830324687076561047?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/2830324687076561047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=2830324687076561047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2830324687076561047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/2830324687076561047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-i-am-2-minutes-late.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-529081632216860618</id><published>2007-02-06T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T20:19:40.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i promise never to do silly antics ever again. so yesterday afternoon i was lin shi bao fu jiao-ing. i half-ate my lunch standing in the queue then continued eating at the table while doing my cold compress (thnx audrey for helping me hold the ice hee) then ate my very last muscle relaxant pill. took painkiller too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it SO DID NOT HELP. tried swinging my ball for the first time in like more than a week. felt a little strain but just kept swinging. then finally i bowled. and after 5 shots i gave up. it really hurt =( well it hurt a lot subsequently. but today it was totally fine. DOES PAINKILLER TAKE 12 HOURS TO TAKE EFFECT??? OR DID I KILL THE EFFECTIVENESS OF MY PAINKILLER BY BOWLING. I DONT KNOW. so anyway, there goes my first day of roll offs. 4 games gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was kind of comforting to know that my bowling was still on form after not bowling for so long. i mean. THE ROTATION WAS THERE. dont talk about the ball speed it was obviously crawling like a snail. but at least it....erm...ROLLED NICELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells...next roll off is this friday. i seriously pray hard i'll be able to bowl. shall try and go for trng this thursday. hmm yesterday was a day full of accidents. yuan teng fell on the lanes twice *ouch* and krystal's finger got smashed by a ball until it became swollen and she had to stop bowling....poor krystal =( i empathize with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i being so sadistic and talking about such morbid stuff! okay i shall talk about more light-hearted things. like how on the bus audwee and i were bombarding peiyin with our china experiences. the whole series of events/chain reaction. HIAK HIAK HIAK x) hmm i think i did a detailed recount of it in one of my very early posts. shall attempt to dig it up and chunk it here next time =D but just a brief description of how shibai we were: at 12am we decided that we wanted to eat beef cup noodles. and by the time we finished our cup noodles, it was alrdy 1:30am =) hmm...who on earth takes one and a half hours to cook and eat cup noodles? x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes ppl and i am finally proud to announce that i am able to sing the algorithm march song! and its IN TUNE kae audrey its not out of tune. today she came to my class and scirbbled the lyrics on some random page of my notebook:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ippo susunde maenarae&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ippo susunde eraihito&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hikkurikaete pekorinko&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yoko ni aruite kyoro kyoro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chotto kokorade hiraoyogi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;chotto shagande kurihiroi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kuuki iremasu SHUU SHUU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kuuki ga haitte PYUU PYUU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waah her handwriting is so hard to decipher! hmm i showed the lyrics to jing han and tried asking her to translate to english and see whether it matches the original one. NOT BAD NOT BAD =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aights dinner time. ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-529081632216860618?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/529081632216860618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=529081632216860618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/529081632216860618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/529081632216860618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-promise-never-to-do-silly-antics-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-7912975510005208236</id><published>2007-02-02T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T23:10:29.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TAMMY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY FRANKIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sentosa on sunday. it was really really fun! played everything from captain's ball to volleyball to soccer. but the NOT FUN part was that i SPRAINED MY ELBOW while playing volleyball. rawrrrrrr. i kept seeing adie doing the overhand smash thing then i thought it was really cool. so i tried doing it, then adie was like "hit harder!" so i said OKAY! and i WHACKED and *PRRRIIAAAAKKK*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh man! and so there goes one week of bowling. do u know how sian it feels to go for trng and just SIT THERE and STARE at others bowling for 2 whole hours! wooahhh but i can't blame anyone except myself. my mom kinda scolded me for uh...LACK OF DISCIPLINE and NOT KNOWING MY LIMITS. i must admit its quite qianbian to be playing volleyball and trying all sorts of antics just one week before roll offs. which brings me to my greatest concern: I HOPE I CAN BOWL FOR ROLL OFFS ON MONDAY. if i cant i will just cry. and anyway, even if i can bowl on monday,  i'll probably bowl badly coz i havent touched my ball for more than a week. sighh. mel rocks. okay i shall pledge not to play any exotic sport other than bowling and tennis from now till bdiv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but fortunately aunty cat didnt scold me! i thought she'd scream at me or something. but well she just GRABBED my elbow, stared at it and went "haiyo....you better take care ah...". ohwells but im quite certain my elbow will recover faster if the JUNIORS STOP WHACKING AND PUSHING ME. *glares at desiree* waha speaking of juniors, today vivian was reading to us the code of conduct, and one of them was "you shall respect your seniors at all times. this includes NOT MESSING THEIR HAIR and NOT PUSHING OR WHACKING THEM". waaahh i couldn't help but have this sense of satisfaction man! hahaha! but the juniors were really guai kae! cheryl and rachel kept giving me that 90degrees japanese bow after that. waah not bad not bad x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, english lesson the other day was really amusing. towards the end of the lesson everyone was really sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr j: do you all understand? you can ask me any questions if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;michelle: can i ask you a question, but its not related to ethnocentrism!&lt;br /&gt;mr j: sure sure go ahead! *eagerly anticipates*&lt;br /&gt;michelle: how long do you take to wax your hair in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;*whole class bursts out laughing* *mr j turns red*&lt;br /&gt;mr j: i have to do it within 3 minutes, or else i'll be late for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woahh and his hair wax has to be specially ordered and imported from USA. anti-gravity hair wax x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh tmr's gona be another crazy day. activities back to back from morning till evening. psl session --&gt; post-mortem --&gt; sli prac --&gt; oc meeting --&gt; church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this strong urge to bowl on sunday. i feel really insecure just going for roll offs on monday without having bowled for more than a week. but i hope my elbow recovers by then. my mom says i better pray hard coz everytime before competitions or any roll offs something happens to me. HEH come to think of it, its quite true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) sec1 cdiv: ball suddenly got stuck just one week before.&lt;br /&gt;2) sec2 cdiv: left my entire bowling bag in the alley on the day of doubles -.-&lt;br /&gt;3) sec3 bdiv: wart on my toe just one week before.&lt;br /&gt;4) sec4 rolloffs: elbow =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woaah. speaking of sec1, im reminded of the ugly horsekick habit i used to have. HAHA IT WAS REALLY UGLY AND EMBARRASSING. rachel wong ACCIDENTALLY took a picture of me doing the horsekick during cdiv. but fortunately my back was facing the camera, so NOT AS EMBARRASSING. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, im off. ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-7912975510005208236?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/7912975510005208236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=7912975510005208236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7912975510005208236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/7912975510005208236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-belated-birthday-tammy-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-117006829969110948</id><published>2007-01-29T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:27:07.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It all happened too suddenly. Too sudden for anyone to say their last goodbyes, or to utter a simple "i love you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i first found out, i questioned God why. I asked Him why he needed to take such a bright and cheerful girl away from this earth at such a young age. Then God answered me. He told me He wanted to bring her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the wake yesterday, we gathered in a circle with her father to pray. Aware of the grief her father was going through and mindful not to instigate any further grief, I struggled to find every appropriate word to say. And then this verse occurred to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For me, to live is Christ and to die is gain." Philippians 1:21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can be more comforting than knowing that she is in heaven with our Lord now. This is not the end for her. It is just the beginning of an eternal life, an eternal life so magnificent that our finite minds can never fathom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us stay strong as we leave our beloved sunshine in the safe arms of our Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Packing up the dreams God planted&lt;br /&gt;In the fertile soil of you&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe the hopes He's granted&lt;br /&gt;Means a chapter in your life is through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But we'll keep you close as always&lt;br /&gt;It won't even seem you've gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'Cause our hearts in big and small ways&lt;br /&gt;Will keep the love that keeps us strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And friends are friends forever&lt;br /&gt;If the Lord's the Lord of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And a friend will not say "never"&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the welcome will not end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Though it's hard to let you go&lt;br /&gt;In the Father's hands we know&lt;br /&gt;That a lifetime's not too long to live as friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you, Wei Qi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-117006829969110948?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/117006829969110948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=117006829969110948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/117006829969110948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/117006829969110948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-all-happened-too-suddenly.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-116982117602721213</id><published>2007-01-26T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:19:36.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah my parents are in malaysia attending a wedding now. which means, i'll be kind of home alone from now till sunday! excluding my uh maid and my cat. and my brother's probably gona be out 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, more and more ppl are beginning to learn the algorithm march! yayyy!!! hahahaha! yes audrey you're a trendsetter x) woa yst during lunch the canteen was super crowded and i was queuing up to buy food. then i saw audwee sitting at the table like 10m away. so i waved to audwee and audwee waved back to me. then suddenly, out of nowhere, like 10m apart, WE STARTED DOING THE ALGORITHM MARCH. HAHAHA! at first i was like wooah this is so cool man doing algorithm march with someone sitting 10m away from you! then after i finished i was so happy. then i paused and i suddenly i realised PEOPLE WERE STARING AT ME. ohmyworddd can you imagine how embarrassing it is! i mean 1) they won't even know that its the algorithm march 2) they won't even see audrey at the other end doing it with me. and so they probably thought i was some possessed lunatic doing random actions to nobody! sheesh it was embarrassing =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennn thenn today we had no trng coz of the sec1 trials. and so we went down to help. and the moment i reached the alley, audwee pei yin and cui er came MARCHING up to me the ALGORITHM style! HAHA! woooahhh and so 4 of us stood in line and started algorithm marching across the alley! hahaha! and then steffi and krystal and desiree and charlotte and all the other peeps were so BLOWN AWAY by our BREATHTAKING performance that they wanted to learn it too =) woaah but now audrey must learn the jap lyrics so that she can sing PROPERLY while we're doing it! if not its always nanananananana SHOOM SHOOM nanananannana PYUU PYUU nananana OWARI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my brother, andy and i are gona be worship leading for flm next saturday. and this is gona be really challenging! coz i mean this is the first time im worship leading a group of ADULTS. like ADULTS. the thought of it is just rather intimidating. i mean, literally translated from chinese, they've eaten more salt than we've eaten rice and crossed more bridges than we've walked roads. and well obviously they're more spiritually mature and knowledgeable than i am. and so, i guess it'll take a whole lot of courage to be able to share verses with them and lead in prayer. but the amazing thing is, be it a mere coincidence or really God's planning, someone shared with me this verse just last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity."  1 Tim 4:12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more appropriate can this verse be. and i must say when someone shared this with me i was really encouraged and determined to serve the Lord. never did i expect 2 significant opportunities to come knocking on my door so quickly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee anyway, today during chinese lao shi said she was very happy with all of us coz many of us scored very well for our ting xie! a lot of 30++ upon 35. then she said one person even got FULL MARKS! and GUESS WHO IT WAS. hmmmm I WONDER WHO x) hiak hiak hiak. if only chinese Os were just nothing but ting xie. i'd die of joy man. and lao shi gave me a clip! yayyy. haha this is just like going back to primary school again! ting xieee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm my bro and co. just came up with this new thing. its called the uh, SSS BONDING THING! eh i just realised it doesnt have a name! but sss will be going on outings together on the last sunday of every month! and this sunday we're going to sentosa! yayy great time for bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, shall end off with random orientation photos from natong hui ling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nette, gan, me and natong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://buzznet-58.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users15/melrox/default/gallery-msg-116981792131.jpg?2144209570"&gt;http://buzznet-58.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users15/melrox/default/gallery-msg-116981792131.jpg?2144209570&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the beautiful and magnificantly scrumptious oreo cheesecake from ms low! (just try to imagine part of it on mel's face...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://buzznet-15.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users15/melrox/default/gallery-msg-116981753462.jpg?138045166"&gt;http://buzznet-15.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users15/melrox/default/gallery-msg-116981753462.jpg?138045166&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-116982117602721213?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/116982117602721213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=116982117602721213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/116982117602721213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/116982117602721213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/01/ah-my-parents-are-in-malaysia.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-116930615478932770</id><published>2007-01-20T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:15:54.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was crazy. woke up at 8 and went to serangoon to do our filiming. then at 10:30 chionged to school for psl session. then at 12:15 chionged to church to prepare for tmr's jss. then at 2 chionged back to serangoon to continue or filming. seriously BICHOSO man! LOL! speaking of which, audrey gave me a KOREAN PHRASEBOOK for my birthday XD thankyou audrey! it'll come in really handy! ahhaha but of course, chinese is priority =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filming today was quite smooth! cast: my grandma, sijia's father and yile. LOL. we're three quarters through our filming alrdy! JIAYOU PPL! 2 more scenes next week and we can start on our editing =D i really hope it turns out good! i mean, we can't tell until we add all the narration and music and sepia tone in. so...hope for the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today in church, guess what gloria told me. RAIN IS GOING TO THEIR SCHOOL!! ohmyworddddddd NOT FAIR NOT FAIR!!!! im soooo jealous! WOA TESS LEND ME YOUR UNIFORM! i wanna sneak in HAHAHA! seriously mannnnnn rawrrrr. RAIINNN WHY DON'T YOU COME TO RGS =( rain is cool rain is cute. I LOVE HIS SAD TANGO. ohmyword he and his dancers are cool man. the black capes + THE BODY WAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. my new craze, introduced by audrey: ALGORITHM MARCH! hahahaha its super funny la! i shall spread the love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eresva5S21Q"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eresva5S21Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALGORITHM MARCH PPL! SPREAD DA LOVE! GO LEARN IT! hahahaha! ohmyword the other day i was doing it in aurey's classroom with her and lanya and jinghan. HAHA WE LOOKED LIKE JOKES LA. but its good exercise =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to ju hua tai now. LALALALA. oooh and im talking to my pri school friend zhixin now! ohmyword she rememberd my birthday and sms-ed me la! im so touched. and im quite shibai coz i can NEVER get her birthday right! i always get mixed up btwn 9 and 10 feb! ok she told me its 10feb. 10 feb 10 feb 10f feb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better do some algorithm march and exercises now! HAHA! warm up for tmr's jss. ohman jss is going under major revamping! haha today when we were practising we kept suggesting a lot of random actions for the songs then aunty evelyn was like EH YES VERY GOOD! and we were like o_O HAHAH! yes so all our random actions are being incorporated into the songs. the most lively one is WE WANNA SEE JESUS LIFTED HIGH! (and i incorporated one of the BALLOONS dance step inside HAHAH!) woaa i don't remember singing such songs in my time man! my time. haha. why do i sound old. I AM NOT OLD. I AM YOUTHFUL. no wait. im YOOF FOO. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algorithm march with the ninjas, here i come! (where are my ninjas?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-116930615478932770?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/116930615478932770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=116930615478932770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/116930615478932770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/116930615478932770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/01/today-was-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-116876616693291661</id><published>2007-01-14T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:16:06.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weheeee nc16s! mwahaha. ok that's not the point. I FEEL OLD. sheesh SIXTEEN. ohwell, but this is probably one of the most memorable birthdays i've had! because i spent like three quarters of it IN SCHOOL. doesn't it sound so exciting. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was seriously tiring man. my socks and shoes were all wet for the entire of friday la! coz it was raining and there was a humongous traffic jam and i was gona be late for school. so at like 715 we were stuck at balmoral road behind this whole row of cars. and my mom suggested that it would be a grand idea to get off the car and walk to school than to sit in the car and wait and be late. and so i got out of the car lugging my bagpack and my brother carried my humongous hand carry bag for me and we chionged all the way from balmoral road to school. I ALMOST DIED KAY. and that's how i got my shoes wet. it was really gross my feet were all wrinkled by afternoon =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala then had half-lessons half-orientation. then after school it was orientation all the way! ohman i think some of the sec1s this year are so cute. a few of them are only up to my stomach! do i feel tall or do i feel tall XD anyway, spsb06 crashed orientation at night. DEBBO! =D then we had night surprise! it was really cool. and i think the spsls were quite jokes. we kept on changing our attire just like 10mins before our performance. TUCK IN SHIRT. NONO TIE SHIRT. EH DONT WEAR TIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after night surprise we went to bathe and i could FINALLY take off my socks and shoes. it was like a moment of JOY and REVELATION. and what could be cooler than spending the first minute of your birthday in the shower! XD at 11:59 ping fang counted down for me and they all sang a birthday song. haha. got showers of blessing summore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday angel came back to give me my present! THANK YOU ANGEL! you are so nice! =D hahah sorry i made you run all over the school =( i could tell you asked almost everyone where i was. coz even after you left the whole world kept saying "mel this yellow shirt girl/cheerleader is looking for you!" LOL. and TUUUSSK you're so loser! why never talk to frankie just say hello only! haiyoooo. remember the advice i gave you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, since you abit shy shy right, when you see frankie you say "hi frankie!" must remember to wave madly! then you give her a box of chocolates and she'll be like "wow thanks! but chocs are ex!" and you can go "its okay! anything is worth my love for you!" TADA! instant attraction! bu no need to thank me. its just a LOONY job well done =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA! ooh boy that sounds waayyyy too familiar doesn't it? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday was the highlight of orientation: orientation concert! and guess which class won. DUH! MY CLASS! HAHA! yayy 113's in the house! we're hot! we're hot! woah and i just realised my sec1 class shares the same birthday as me man! 113 = jan 13! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D then after the whole thing psb gathered for a debrief and FELI CAME BACK! then i was on the phone with tess arranging dinner then everyone was like chanting something so i said "eh tess its very noisy now i call you back later!" and when i hung up the phone i realised what they were chanting. everyone was staring at me and going MELLOON MELLOON MELLOON i was soooo scared la! i was like WTH WHAT ARE THEY GONA DO TO ME. then they dragged vivian and me in front (vivian's bday is today! happy bday vivian! =D) and i saw a BIRTHDAY CAKE. at first i was like ooh cool that's so sweet of them! then i recalled some of the psls' plan of smashing a cake into my face and i was like OOOHNOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then weiling held the cake in her hands and put it right in front of us and we were like "AHH WHAT YOU GONA DO!" and weiling was like "relax la! just sing birthday song first!" then later we realised that MS LOW bought the cake and it looked kind of posh. so ms low+posh cake = CANNOT SMASH =D and so vivian and i happily went around cutting cake for everyone (ohman can you imagine the entire psb sharing one cake). and finally there was this small section left meant for the teachers. and PRO feli decided that it wouldnt be so bad to waste that much of a cake. and so she and natong took the cake up and started chasing me around the entire canteen! =( MEAN MEAN MEAN! my voice was alrdy hoarse from cheering and i was screaming like siao la. then NICE NICE sherrie was tryna PROTECT ME =D and so in the end they gave up. they gave me CAKE FACIAL instead. feli scraped up all the cream and smeared it on my face. thankyou feli! i shall repay your kindness on your birthday. DURIAN CAKE as requested by you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so my whole face smelt of strawberry cream + cheesecake + oreo crust. anyway then met tess, charmant and jacq at fish and co for dinner. once again they embarrassed me! they said they ordered a tiramisu cake. but like suddenly halfway through the whole crew of waitors and waitresses came with the cake and candle. and i was like OHMYWORD then they asked me to stand on the chair so everyone could see me. WOAH i refused to la! but they kept pushing me to so i finally did. then "everybody here's the birthday girl in the house her name is melissa!" and they lit a sparkler and made me hold it. then they did some weird cheer. then everyone started singing a birthday song. and i was STANDING ON THE CHAIR. sheesh man so embarrassing! ok this is a bit anti-climax but the tiramisu cake was really nice =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just really wanna thankyou all for the sms-es/cards/presents/wishes! really sorry i couldn't sms all of you back coz i was in school. so i'll thank you all here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order of time, from earliest to latest:&lt;br /&gt;peiqi, audrey, zhixin, tess, charmant, jackie (who was sitting right beside me when she sms-ed me), vivian siah, char (who was also sitting beside me and used my hp to sms me), serene, limin, minjia, dawn, sarah tan, charlene lee, michelle, charmaine, sijia, jasmine (ding or yam?), someone whom i dont know, another one whom i dont know either, feli (who was also sitting beside me), yaru, manda tan, jiejie ros, and last but not least, the laggest of the laggest who wished me TODAY: NICHOLETTE GOH =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh and also for the cards and presents!&lt;br /&gt;audrey, angel, frankie, jiejie ros, tess, charmant, sherry, my parents and my bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my brother gave me a STITCH speaker! stitch as in lilo and stitch's stitch! ohman its really cute! woah i shall try it when my laptop comes back. it crashed when i was away in school =( oooh and the best card i ever received: my mom wrote happy 14th birthday on my card. i was like o_O *blink blink* *glances at date on card* *2007* like DOOOD! i was one third shocked one third amused and one third dono-how-to-react. seriously man! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gona prac some math now. math test tmr. boohooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-116876616693291661?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/116876616693291661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=116876616693291661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/116876616693291661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/116876616693291661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/01/weheeee-nc16s-mwahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30096699.post-116827569403316161</id><published>2007-01-09T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T01:01:34.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so we had our first training today. the atmosphere was distinctly different. more light-hearted, i guess? this is probably the first of its occurence in more than a year, but batch'07 is still remaining strong as ever (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: ahhh i just printed the programme booklet wrongly =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr i just asked audrey whether she's sad that there's only a few months of trng left. her response: aiyah. so much work to do. 1250am. go and think abt this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( thanks loads for the encouragement dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah fine she's making a bit of sense here. i've gotta locate 20 nations for geog tmr. just that i just finished programme booklet + rs script so i wanted to take a short breather. i shall finish up geog before i plop onto bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where on earth is luxembourg?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30096699-116827569403316161?l=redwindmills.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/feeds/116827569403316161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30096699&amp;postID=116827569403316161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/116827569403316161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30096699/posts/default/116827569403316161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redwindmills.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-so-we-had-our-first-training-today.html' title=''/><author><name>spasticated-mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08190577437603114487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
